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"What are we gonna do?" Ron asked, looking extremely nervous. For once she agreed with Ron's nervousness. This place used to be an insane asylum, and there was an old torture chamber in the basement. It was SO creepy. And now, they couldn't get away. Plus this house was SO old, it was one of those old insane asylums from a LONG time ago, when they'd done experiments on people (like in House On Haunted Hill, spooky!). This place had a lot of bad vibes.
"Calm done Stoppable. We'll live somehow. Nothing's gonna happen," Barkin said. The former CTI tried to look invincible, but even he was increasingly nervous. Amber started to shake. Mertonio was right. She should have stopped the ship.
"OK people, let's all go find somewhere to stay in this hellhole. We'll be fine," Barkin yammered. The students slunk away. Kim found a room up on the second floor with lots of light giving picture windows and lamps. She put her bag down on the bed and looked around warily. Ron came to the door. He looked very nervous.
"Hey KP, this place is a little creepy. You think I could stay in here with you?" Ron asked. Kim smiled. He was so clueless. He'd never guess in a million years that she was in love with him.
"Sure Ron. Make yourself at home," Kim said. She noted that there was only one bed, and that made her the teeniest bit uncomfortable. But she'd deal with that later. After they were settled in, they ventured back downstairs.
"I bet that note is a joke, a load of fuck," Barkin was saying without much confidence.
"I don't think so," Amber was trying to tell him. How could she tell him that she believed this due to the face that her dead brother had been coming at night and giving her warnings. But he already knew that the note was true. He could tell.
"KP, this is creepy," Ron said quietly.
"This is gonna be fine. We'll make it," Kim said, patting Ron's arm comfortingly, and getting a racing heart for her trouble.
"OK people, this is not a democracy. You will all do as I say!" Barkin shouted over the frightened banter.
"Like we're really gonna listen when we already know we're all gonna die," Bonnie said sourly. Several teens nodded in agreement.
"Shut up Rockwaller!" Barkin yelled. Bonnie rolled her eyes.
"Ya, well I'm not scared of some crazy guys psycho note. It's a lot of shit!" Yelled Drakk, a trouble making student. He ran a hand through his black shiny hair nonchalantly.
"Quiet Zimmerman!" Barkin yelled at Drakk.
"It's Drakk, old man!" Drakk yelled.
"Shut up!" Barkin screamed.
"Maybe you should listen Drakk," Ron said nervously.
"Shut up Stoppable! You loser!" Drakk yelled.
"Leave him alone you bastard. Ron's not a loser!" Kim said loudly. Drakk laughed coldly.
"Go to your rooms and shut up!" Barkin yelled. After many repeats, the students obeyed.
In Kim and Ron's room, there was uneasy silence.
"KP, we're gonna die, huh?" Ron asked.
"Naw. We've gotten through worse than this," Kim said. Her arm slipped around his shoulders.
"Yeah, but this feels different somehow," Ron said.
'It feels different because I'm in love with you this time.' Kim thought. But instead she said, "What do you mean?"
"Just, different. Weird vibes hanging in the air. Feelings that people don't know about. It's just different," Ron said, confused.
'I wonder if those feelings are for me,' Kim thought.
Neither said much for a while.
"KP, I want you to know that if anything would happen to you here, I'd protect you," Ron said quite suddenly.
"So would I," Kim said. She looked at Ron for a few minutes. She lay a light kiss on his face. He blushed.
"KP, why did you just do that?" Ron asked.
"That's not something we need to worry about now," Kim said. She kissed his cheek again. And it might have gone a little farther if there hadn't just been a scream. Kim and Ron quickly rushed in its direction.
"What?" Kim asked. Tara looked up at them, covering her eye. Bonnie came out of the bathroom with a towel.
"here," she said, handing it to Tara.
"What happened?" Ron asked.
"Bonnie was giving me a makeover and I got mascara jabbed in my eye. No big deal," Tara said. Kim breathed a sigh of relief. She'd been afraid someone had died.
Later that evening, they all met in the dining room for dinner. Barkin found some canned fish, and they were all looking at it with distaste when suddenly there was dark.
There were screams. "Power's out. Calm down people. Somebody just has to go fix the breaker. No big deal," Barkin yelled.
"I'll go," Kim said.
"I'll come too," Ron volunteered.
"And I'll do with 'em," Drakk said loudly. So the three teens headed down to the basement.
It was dark and musty. The air was stagnant as they made their way down with flashlights. The narrow beams cut through the dark, revealing horrific torture devices as they got to the basement's bottom.
"OK, if we're gonna find the circuit box, we need to split up. Drakk, you go that way, and I'll go this way. Ron, you're with me," Kim said, taking charge.
"You got it Possible," Drakk said, saluting them and heading off in his direction. Kim and Ron set off the other way. As they got into the even darker section of rooms, Ron slipped his arm around Kim's waist.
"We need to stick together," He said.
Kim's heart fluttered, but she only said, "Right."
They walked into a very dark room, and Ron's flashlight beam hit the dark form of the circuit box.
"Bingo," he said. They headed over. Kim opened it and did a little fumbling. The lights came on, dim and shadowy. Kim and Ron were leaving the room when suddenly there was a scream. A male scream.
"Drakk!" they said together. They rushed in the sound of the scream.
They dove into a room, and they looked around. Their breath stopped almost when they saw Drakk.
He was hanging up on the wall, from on of the torture devices. The kind that sends an electric current through your body and kills you. And there was blood pouring out of his mouth, and off of his midriff region.
"Oh my-" Ron said. They rushed over to him. Ron was sweating, and looked horrified. They bent down to examine Drakk.
"He's dead!" Ron yelled, which was quite obvious, due to all the blood.
"Yeah. But the funny thing is, I think he was killed BEFORE the electric currents ever went through him. His stomach's cut open. Looks like with a knife of some sort a big sharp one. See, because the blood coming out of his stomach is a little drier than the blood coming out of his mouth, which is from the electrocution," Kim pointed out. She looked disgusted. Ron was shaking.
"Are you OK?" Kim asked.
"Yeah. It's just that I never saw that much blood," Ron said, giving a shudder. "So, will we tell everybody?" Ron added.
"I don't think so. They've already panicked enough. It'll just make everyone feel worse," Kim said.
"So, we're just leaving him here?" Ron asked uneasily.
"No. We'll put him in one of the old basement beds. We can't just leave him here," Kim said. They unhooked Drakk from the torture device and carried him into another room and lay him in a bed.
"Now there's just one question. Who killed him?" Ron asked.
"I don't know. But I have the feeling we'll find out," Kim said.
Ooh, scary! More soon.
~Moonchild
"What are we gonna do?" Ron asked, looking extremely nervous. For once she agreed with Ron's nervousness. This place used to be an insane asylum, and there was an old torture chamber in the basement. It was SO creepy. And now, they couldn't get away. Plus this house was SO old, it was one of those old insane asylums from a LONG time ago, when they'd done experiments on people (like in House On Haunted Hill, spooky!). This place had a lot of bad vibes.
"Calm done Stoppable. We'll live somehow. Nothing's gonna happen," Barkin said. The former CTI tried to look invincible, but even he was increasingly nervous. Amber started to shake. Mertonio was right. She should have stopped the ship.
"OK people, let's all go find somewhere to stay in this hellhole. We'll be fine," Barkin yammered. The students slunk away. Kim found a room up on the second floor with lots of light giving picture windows and lamps. She put her bag down on the bed and looked around warily. Ron came to the door. He looked very nervous.
"Hey KP, this place is a little creepy. You think I could stay in here with you?" Ron asked. Kim smiled. He was so clueless. He'd never guess in a million years that she was in love with him.
"Sure Ron. Make yourself at home," Kim said. She noted that there was only one bed, and that made her the teeniest bit uncomfortable. But she'd deal with that later. After they were settled in, they ventured back downstairs.
"I bet that note is a joke, a load of fuck," Barkin was saying without much confidence.
"I don't think so," Amber was trying to tell him. How could she tell him that she believed this due to the face that her dead brother had been coming at night and giving her warnings. But he already knew that the note was true. He could tell.
"KP, this is creepy," Ron said quietly.
"This is gonna be fine. We'll make it," Kim said, patting Ron's arm comfortingly, and getting a racing heart for her trouble.
"OK people, this is not a democracy. You will all do as I say!" Barkin shouted over the frightened banter.
"Like we're really gonna listen when we already know we're all gonna die," Bonnie said sourly. Several teens nodded in agreement.
"Shut up Rockwaller!" Barkin yelled. Bonnie rolled her eyes.
"Ya, well I'm not scared of some crazy guys psycho note. It's a lot of shit!" Yelled Drakk, a trouble making student. He ran a hand through his black shiny hair nonchalantly.
"Quiet Zimmerman!" Barkin yelled at Drakk.
"It's Drakk, old man!" Drakk yelled.
"Shut up!" Barkin screamed.
"Maybe you should listen Drakk," Ron said nervously.
"Shut up Stoppable! You loser!" Drakk yelled.
"Leave him alone you bastard. Ron's not a loser!" Kim said loudly. Drakk laughed coldly.
"Go to your rooms and shut up!" Barkin yelled. After many repeats, the students obeyed.
In Kim and Ron's room, there was uneasy silence.
"KP, we're gonna die, huh?" Ron asked.
"Naw. We've gotten through worse than this," Kim said. Her arm slipped around his shoulders.
"Yeah, but this feels different somehow," Ron said.
'It feels different because I'm in love with you this time.' Kim thought. But instead she said, "What do you mean?"
"Just, different. Weird vibes hanging in the air. Feelings that people don't know about. It's just different," Ron said, confused.
'I wonder if those feelings are for me,' Kim thought.
Neither said much for a while.
"KP, I want you to know that if anything would happen to you here, I'd protect you," Ron said quite suddenly.
"So would I," Kim said. She looked at Ron for a few minutes. She lay a light kiss on his face. He blushed.
"KP, why did you just do that?" Ron asked.
"That's not something we need to worry about now," Kim said. She kissed his cheek again. And it might have gone a little farther if there hadn't just been a scream. Kim and Ron quickly rushed in its direction.
"What?" Kim asked. Tara looked up at them, covering her eye. Bonnie came out of the bathroom with a towel.
"here," she said, handing it to Tara.
"What happened?" Ron asked.
"Bonnie was giving me a makeover and I got mascara jabbed in my eye. No big deal," Tara said. Kim breathed a sigh of relief. She'd been afraid someone had died.
Later that evening, they all met in the dining room for dinner. Barkin found some canned fish, and they were all looking at it with distaste when suddenly there was dark.
There were screams. "Power's out. Calm down people. Somebody just has to go fix the breaker. No big deal," Barkin yelled.
"I'll go," Kim said.
"I'll come too," Ron volunteered.
"And I'll do with 'em," Drakk said loudly. So the three teens headed down to the basement.
It was dark and musty. The air was stagnant as they made their way down with flashlights. The narrow beams cut through the dark, revealing horrific torture devices as they got to the basement's bottom.
"OK, if we're gonna find the circuit box, we need to split up. Drakk, you go that way, and I'll go this way. Ron, you're with me," Kim said, taking charge.
"You got it Possible," Drakk said, saluting them and heading off in his direction. Kim and Ron set off the other way. As they got into the even darker section of rooms, Ron slipped his arm around Kim's waist.
"We need to stick together," He said.
Kim's heart fluttered, but she only said, "Right."
They walked into a very dark room, and Ron's flashlight beam hit the dark form of the circuit box.
"Bingo," he said. They headed over. Kim opened it and did a little fumbling. The lights came on, dim and shadowy. Kim and Ron were leaving the room when suddenly there was a scream. A male scream.
"Drakk!" they said together. They rushed in the sound of the scream.
They dove into a room, and they looked around. Their breath stopped almost when they saw Drakk.
He was hanging up on the wall, from on of the torture devices. The kind that sends an electric current through your body and kills you. And there was blood pouring out of his mouth, and off of his midriff region.
"Oh my-" Ron said. They rushed over to him. Ron was sweating, and looked horrified. They bent down to examine Drakk.
"He's dead!" Ron yelled, which was quite obvious, due to all the blood.
"Yeah. But the funny thing is, I think he was killed BEFORE the electric currents ever went through him. His stomach's cut open. Looks like with a knife of some sort a big sharp one. See, because the blood coming out of his stomach is a little drier than the blood coming out of his mouth, which is from the electrocution," Kim pointed out. She looked disgusted. Ron was shaking.
"Are you OK?" Kim asked.
"Yeah. It's just that I never saw that much blood," Ron said, giving a shudder. "So, will we tell everybody?" Ron added.
"I don't think so. They've already panicked enough. It'll just make everyone feel worse," Kim said.
"So, we're just leaving him here?" Ron asked uneasily.
"No. We'll put him in one of the old basement beds. We can't just leave him here," Kim said. They unhooked Drakk from the torture device and carried him into another room and lay him in a bed.
"Now there's just one question. Who killed him?" Ron asked.
"I don't know. But I have the feeling we'll find out," Kim said.
Ooh, scary! More soon.
~Moonchild