Kento kept his eyes closed as he ran. He knew what was going on, and he feared it. it wasn't too long before he found himself alone. He yelled out at the dark hallway he was faced with, but he knew he wouldn't receive any response.
"Guys! Hey, come on out! Lets get out of here!"
He waited for a while, and then he started running again. Soon, he found himself in the front hall, and stopped inches from the front door. He was still alone, and the house was quiet and still.
"Guys…"
Then, he got an idea.
"Hey, guys! I'm gonna go outside and get help!"
Yeah… that was great! …He was being a coward. He wanted to run away from his friends… and all because of some old house?
"No… lame! Lame! Lame!"
He roughly punched the door. It gave in a little, but not much more than when he had hit it after first entering the house. Just then, he heard laughing behind him and he jumped. He was too afraid of turning around, and just kept his hand on the rusted knob. It wasn't stiff.
"You really are special… aren't you?"
"…"
"Gong to run away, are you? Go ahead!"
"Huh?"
Finally, he looked back. She was going to let him go? But, then… what was that evil look in her eyes.
"One will die…"
"What do you mean?"
"One will die tonight… there is no way around it. We will take one of you, but the rest can leave whenever you like."
"What? Why does one of us have to die!"
"Because it's the rule."
"No…"
"Oh, but this is the best part… You… get to choose who has to stay."
"!"
"So, who will it be? You know you can't ALL make it out alive… so make your choice. Who will it be?"
"No… no!"
"No, what?"
"No way… this can not be happening! Why are you doing this!"
Kento yelled out at nothing. The girl was gone, and he was left standing at the door. One must die…? He was given a choice, but he was afraid to make it. He didn't want to make it! But… what if there was some hidden meaning in it? The war against the Dynasty had ended… but someone almost DID die there, too!
"It's the same… the same…!"
Kento let go of the doorknob and fell to the floor, holding his head. He was confused, and struggled to hide his forming tears. As he cried, his virtue of justice shone dimly on his forehead.