Choices
Shoot Figure: 1
Don't Shoot Figure: 4
I stared at the figure for a moment, and I wanted to shoot it. I wanted to shoot it for what he or her had done to Kate. But something inside me prevented me from pulling the trigger. Like something was telling me I would be making a mistake. The figure looked at me for a second, and then walked off. I ran on the catwalk that circled the shaft, and a small gap was in the way, but I jumped over it.
I came to a point where the catwalk stopped, and I looked up, realizing up was the only way. I started my way upwards, climbing on the rickety shaft to find a place to jump off. I jumped up to a piece of metal board that was attached. It detached from the structure which made me start to fall and let out a cry. I gripped a ledge to catch myself, and I heard the piece of scrap hit the ground below.
I came up to a spot where I could stand. A clear spot behind me made me jump off. Then I saw a figure walking away. "There he is." I whispered. I aimed at him, but he was out of range. I ran a bit further and aimed again. I pulled the trigger, and nothing happened. The safety was off, and it was loaded. The fucking thing jammed. "Goddammit!" I muttered throwing the hunk-o-junk off to the side. The man activated door that operated similar to a garage door, that lowered down.
"Christ, gotta make it!" I yelped as I ran towards the closing door and slid under it before it closed. The man was nowhere to be seen, but there was a lantern. I forgot I left my other lantern at the base of the shaft. Shit! I pulled out my lighter and lit the lantern. I felt like Indiana Jones, all I need is a fear of snakes. I followed a small tunnel that eventually led to the outside, but the blizzard was heavy and I couldn't see jack shit.
As the snow cleared, I could make oth a building on the mountain. An abandoned complex. The man that murdered my girlfriend was walking towards the entrance. I really wished that stupid piece of shit rifle didn't jam on me.
Chloe
00:41
The Lodge
My head was spinning. I slowly opened my eyes to see myself in the kitchen, right where that guy punched me. I got up, and stumbled a little. I touched the spot on my head that is now bruised. There was a flashlight on the counter, and I picked it up and turned it on. Max has saved my ass so many times before, now it's my turn to save hers.
"MAX!" I called out, and my throat really hurt because of that. I slowly checked the surrounding rooms, and I opened a door to a hallway to see blood on the walls. "Please, Max. Please be okay." I whispered in the dark. I made sure no one was following me, and I left through a door on the side of the house, that had a set of stairs.
I walked through the small path in the snow, calling Max's name a few times before there was a fork in the path. I went left. If I know horror movies, going right means you will die. I was about to some to a dead end before a scarecrow dropped from above, and I screamed in terror. I may act tough in front of Max, but in temperatures like this, you can mug me with a water gun. "JESUS!" I yelled, and I looked at the scarecrow and I actually laughed. There was a fucking Jesus mask on it. "Right when I saw that. Who the hell would do this?" I ask myself, as if there weren't enough questions waiting to be answered.
I went towards the end of the path when I saw something on the ground. It looked native, like some sort of tiki. I turned it around to see a butterfly carved into it, outlined black. I then had some sort of vision of someone being pulled up to the ceiling of a cave and being mutilated. Loud and high pitched shrieks were heard, but I couldn't look up to see what was happening. I took a second look and realized. That was me.
Totem Found: Death
I reluctantly went down the other path that led to some sort of building. Maybe she's here. "Max? Max!" I tried not to be too loud. Then I heard crying from inside the building. "MAX!" I ran inside to see cages and torture materials. I followed her cried to a wall. I was separated from her. On the other side, she was chained to a wall, and Nathan was hanging next to her. There were rails beneath them, and a massive saw was in front of me on the other side. There was a switch on my side that had a picture of Max on one side and a picture of Nathan on the other. "Max!"
"Chloe!? Nathan! Nathan, wake up!"
"What? What's happening?!" A voice then boomed from a set of speakers.
"Hello, and thank you all for joining me. We're going to conduct a little experiment that will require the full cooperation of our two test subjects: Nathaniel and Maxine. But we need one more brave participant to help decide. Decide who will live, and who will die." Their panicked voices sent chills down my spine and tears in my eyes.
"LET US DOWN FROM HERE YOU MANIAC!"
"NO NO OH MY GOD CHLOE! GET US OUT OF HERE!"
"Please, everyone calm down. Chloe, there is a switch directly in front of you. All you must do is choose who you will save!" The saw started to spin, and Max and Nathan started to wiggle in an attempt to escape, simultaneously trying to persuade me to save them.
"Okay, Chloe! Let's just think about this! For a minute! Think about what Rachel means to me, and what I mean to her! Isn't she your friend?!"
"OH MY GOD NO! CHLOE! YOU CAN'T LET ME DIE!" Now of course Max was being hysterical, which is natural. Nathan was surprisingly calm. He wasn't panicked, but Max was crying to death. A tear went down my cheek.
"I… I… just let me… let me think… shit." My voice was breaking up, but I had to focus. I knew if I went right, people would die. They're both my friends. I've known Max for four times as long as I've known Nathan. But he's been through serious shit. I misunderstood him, and he was almost killed by that fuckstick teacher. But so was Max. I've never saved either before, but now I can only save one.
VERY Important Decision!
Save Max
OR
Save Nathan
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