WHY?

The same as usual, I do not own Yugioh and stuff like that oh and some references to Scooby doo and I don't own that either.

Rated PG. 13 for violence and bad words oh and "scariness"

And so it continues.

Chapter 8: Twisted

Yugi let out a yelp as his back slapped the carpet; he quickly grabbed onto a door handle and pulled himself to his feet. "Yugi?" a soft voice said from the ground.

"T'ea" he sighed. Whew it wasn't that crazed maniac. Yugi remembered Tristan and Joey's cries. "We have to go find Tristan and Joey I heard them- "

"I know I did too, come on" she pulled herself to her feet and they both ran down the hall. Pictures littered the walls of the new hall.

"I think it came from this way" Yugi panted, running out of breath. The first thing he saw was the cream color carpet that was now the color of a ripe cherry. Then his eyes finally saw Tristan's mangled corpse. He gasped almost tripping over his own shoe, T'ea stood next to him sobbing.

She whispered softly "why?" he asked himself the same question over and over again but no answer came to mind but he was pretty sure they would find out soon enough. Joey wasn't here must have ran off. He now wished he had brought his Millenium puzzle. He now really wished he had gone with Bakura to some ancient pyramid he went on about. He looked around as he heard a door open, blonde hair, Joey. He smiled to himself.

"T'ea it's Joey" she looked up a huge grin came across her face but it ended the second she actually looked at him. All the color was gone from his face; he looked like a ghost. He stood in front of them holding his gushing arm. He forced a smile.

"I'm glad to see you two are still alive. hey where's Kaiba?" he asked a voice came from behind them.

"Right here" they whirled around facing Seto, his little brother in his arms, blood stained his blue nightshirt.

"Mokuba!" the all cried in unison.

Seto looked down holding in his tears that he had already shoved aside "He's dead, that fucker killed him in his sleep at least it wasn't painful."

Joey was the first to speak up "I'm so sorry Seto" he frowned blinking away tears, Mokuba was all Seto had left and he too was gone.

Seto saw Tristan grief flashed across his face "Is he-" they nodded, "I am sorry too, not much I can say to make it better, why is this happening?" he growled. He set Mokuba's body against the wall. He kissed his brother's check and pushed his hair from his face. "I love you Mokuba, I'll see you later, hopefully later than sooner". Standing up his fist tightened he stood next to them eyes glistening. "We're gonna find this damn bastard and we're going to rip it's heart out."

"I'd like to see you try" a raspy voice came from behind Seto. He turned A stinging sensation ran from his stomach to the rest of his body. He let out a low gasp as it jerked the blood-covered blade out of his stomach. It looked eye to eye with Seto and pushed him to the ground landing next to Mokuba. T'ea screamed in fear as they stepped back.

"RUN!" Joey screamed, swiftly turning. T'ea and Yugi at his side, the killer closely followed. He grasped their arms in his cold hands, gaining speed. They came to the end of the hall, the door was locked "DAMMIT" Joey yelled kicking the door, it was pointless, they were gonna die, no, can't think like that. Yugi turned to meet Joey's brown eyes.

"What are we going to d-" he was cut off as an arm grabbed him and T'ea pulling them through the now open door.

"NOOOO" Joey screamed his rage boiling over. His hands in fists, nails digging into flesh. He swung the door open and it was empty. Lost, he was completely lost they were gone; he was the only one left. He fell against the wall, crying into his knees. No they can't be dead, they couldn't be. He looked up from his soaked knees with determination. I can't fail them not after all they've been through. First he would call the police then find them. He jumped to feet and ran down the hall to the nearest room with a telephone, which was pretty far away. It was on a cluttered desk, probably Seto's office or something. He grabbed the cordless phone and dialed in the all too familiar number, 9-1-1.

He heard a male's voice that sounded almost familiar "9-1-1 may I help you?"

"Yea my friends were murdered and I need the cops to come here now"

"Where is your location?"

"Seto Kaiba's house" there was a pause.

"Alright stay calm and Police and an ambulance will be there shor-" Joey hung up before he could finish. Where could they be, they must be somewhere in that room there is no where else that prick could have brought them. He headed down the hall stopped mid jog; the bodies were gone only crimson splotches remained. Oh shit where id they go? Ignoring it, he finally made it to the open door.

Screams punctured the darkness.

He immediately raced to where the screams came from.

A bookshelf?

There was no door, oh crap; it must be a secret passage. Just like in Scooby doo, he pulled off the books till one remained, just like in Scooby Doo, this was a nightmare. He was in a nightmare that he would never awake from cause he couldn't; he wasn't a sleep he was in a living nightmare. He pulled it, the bookshelf opened into another hall,

"Stupid halls" he mumbled to himself stepping in, he slowly walked down the hall until he got to a set of stairs going up. He paused taking in a deep breath, this was it. He heard another familiar scream. He ran up the stairs, well tripped his shoes were untied. His hand gripping the rail. He went into the abyss.

This is it

To be continued.

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