"The floor master has left their designated floor. As this is a violation of the rules, the traitor has been selected as a sacrifice."
The five of them listened to the message play as Eddie had a nervous look on his face. He played with the scarf around his neck as he took a deep breath. "I guess there's no turning back now." Eddie said.
"At the very least, we have each other." Faith said, as she took a seat on the floor.
"Do you know what's beyond your floor?" Rachel soon asked.
Eddie shook his head in reply, "I've never had a reason to leave my own until now. I'm not sure what's going to be ahead."
"I see." She said, "I suppose it was pointless to ask anyway."
Eddie soon noticed Kristen looking at her own profile as she had been leaning against the wall. He noticed the look she had been given as she read it, over and over again. "Hey Eddie?" She soon said, "These profiles… Did you write them yourself?"
"I did." Eddie replied, "Why?"
She turned her profile over to him, "This part here." She said as she pointed to the paragraph, "Did you black out all of this?"
Eddie looked closely at her profile, "Now that I think about it… It wasn't like before when I wrote it."
"Than you didn't do this?"
"It wasn't me."
"Do you at least remember what was written here?"
Eddie gave it some thought before he replied sadly, "Sorry. I've buried so many people, and written so much profiles that I don't remember what I put there."
Kristen gave a disappointed look, before she sighed, "Thanks anyway."
She looked to the profile again, re-reading it's continents and looking to the picture that had been provided.
"... I remember taking that photo. I remember my parents. I know what happened to them. I know my crime. But…"
She saw images pass by in her head, as she let out a small groan, that almost went unnoticed by the others.
"Everything else is just scattered. That person… That place… The rose… What does it all mean? Who could've inked out my profile, if not Eddie?"
She had been deep in her own thoughts, she didn't realize that Zack had been trying to get her attention. She only registered this when she felt him tap her on the shoulder. She noticed the look he had been giving her.
"What?" She asked him, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Listen to me carefully Kris…" Zack started to say, "... What you did back there, I gotta admit was pretty ballsy."
"That a compliment you're giving me? Now I know you're insane."
"Shut up."
"Nah, it's nice in your own insane kind of way."
Zack couldn't help but scoff as he let out a sigh, "But-" He began, making Kristen double take, "-That kind of thing isn't going to keep you alive in here. I may not be smart, but I know that much."
Her expression seemed to change as she could've sworn that the expression he gave was a hint of anger, and… Something else entirely. "... Like it or not, you're going to have to take a life if you want to stay alive in this shithole." He told her, "You better be prepared for that, the next time we're in a situation like that one."
"But it's-" Kristen started to say before she was cut off.
"Don't give me that crap again." Zack said, "I don't care about what you think, and these other people on the other floors are going to have the same thought I have about your ideals. They're just some people that can't have their minds changed like the shitty brat's over there."
Kristen's expression softened as she couldn't help but tilt her head curiously, "Is that the truth you're telling?"
"What do you think?" Zack merely replied.
Right before Kristen could say anything more, their attention had been drawn to Rachel.
"Hey?" She said as they looked to her, "Were we useful to you Mister?"
Zack groaned annoyingly at this, "Will you stop with this Mister crap? It's giving me the freaking creeps."
"It's called being polite." Faith reasoned, "It's only fitting."
"Well it isn't to me FiFi." He told her, "So quit it with that."
Faith had been taken back by the nickname, though she gave a small smile as her face turned a little red. "... Than… Can we call you Isaac?"
Zack flinched at the name, "Actually, I'd rather you'd just call me Zack."
"... Okay." Rachel soon said, "... Have we've been useful to you?"
Zack cracked a smile, "Well yeah. Other than Kris's breakdown, you were a little bit helpful. Keep it up on the next floor too." He looked to Eddie, "Since you're gonna be stuck with us, that means you pull the weight."
"Yeah, yeah I got it." Eddie replied as he held his shovel behind his back, "You know for the record, I still don't like you."
"Feelings mutual." Zack told him after he chuckled lightly, "Shitty brat."
"Don't worry Isa-" Faith said before stopping herself, "-I mean Zack. We'll do our best to help."
"I'll make it up to you, so you won't have to worry." Kristen said to him.
"I'll do my best as well." Rachel said, before she put her hands together, taking all of them by surprise, "As you swore to God, once we get out of here, you have to kill me." Kristen and Faith couldn't help but feel concerned while Eddie and Zack seemed unphased.
"Do you really have to keep saying that?" Zack said.
With a smile he leaned forward as he was in close proximity with Rachel.
"Don't worry." He reassured her, "I know."
Finally the elevator slowly came to a halt, as they arrived on floor B3.