Okay kids, since I've been getting very nice reviews, I've decided to down a bottle of Nyquil and write a little chapter to keep all of you happy. I'm introducing two new characters, I hope I've described them enough because I really no not want to go back and edit this chapter. (By the way, the new survivor is totally improvised. I literally had the idea to put he/her in like five minutes ago.) Thanks for reading, and see you at the end of the page!

The Clone, Part One

Nea

It's been quite some time since Kate and the Clown showed up. Kate had been a blessing for the group of survivors, as when Kate had gotten her guitar from the Entity, the survivors experienced music once again. The Clown was easy enough to survive, but it was a while longer before anyone could get a grip facing the Scarecrow. Over time, the Scarecrow's effectiveness dwindled. As of now, the Scarecrow averaged two sacrifices a trial, far above the average.

Quenten had married Nea a short while ago, and the two had returned from their little 'honeymoon' of five trials that Dwight had allowed them. Jake had made rings for all the couples, including himself and Claudette. The recent trend of marriages was a cause for concern for Nea, since she did not know what power love had against the Entity. Soon, David would muster enough courage to make any sort of advance toward Feng, but for now he is being surprisingly timid.

Two brick houses have been made, with more being built by Jake. Slowly, the camp was becoming more and more like a home. Pretty soon there would be enough survivors that there would be plenty of time to rest before one was called to a trial. That being said, the Entity had been slowing down recently. Since the Clown, there have been no new additions to anything, save for the trial with two killers and eight survivors. Nea was one of the lucky ones who was spared from the chaotic trial. Not only did the survivors have to deal with the unexpected chaos, the killers seemed to work together as if they were two hands on the same body. Such an event never happened again, and no survivor had complained about this fact.

The trial bell rang once again. Nea and Quenten moved to the bell, with Quenten remarking that the bell was a dinner bell for the Entity. Nea loved this man, but sometimes he could be quite negative.

"I think we're both due for this one." Nea said as she gave a slow wave to Kate who had been the one to ring the bell.

"I'm going to throw something from the Mac- Estate." Said Quenten. "Jake mentioned that he needed some metal."

"Why not the junkyard then?" Asked Nea.

"I was killed by the Doctor there last time I went. I'm still recovering." He said with a smirk.

Dwight had his clipboard handy, and as usual he read off the names one by one, waiting for volunteers. This time, nobody came forward. The Scarecrow had been absent for quite a few trials, so the survivors knew that he might be coming soon. "Nea, Quenten, Claudette, and Kate." Dwight said as he took a quick glance to the fire. He watched as Quenten threw a small stack of papers into the fire.

Nea watched as Kate grabbed a flashlight, while Claudette grabbed one of her medical kits. Nea liked Claudette as a trial-mate. She was really quick at healing, the same way that Feng was quick with the generators. Nea's heart sank just a little when the four survivors were in position. She had gotten better at the Entity's little game, but it did not make it any less scary. She gave her husband a quick kiss on the cheek before she squeezed her eyes shut. She then felt the air get quite a bit colder. She opened her eyes, and instead of the Estate, she saw that it was the Hospital. Instinctively she crouched as she observed her surroundings. She saw one generator in a small room, and she saw a few lockers.

She was about halfway done with the generator when she heard some yelling a distance away. It was not pained yelling, or even crazed yelling. It was confused yelling. Nea took that to mean that there was a new survivor in their fold. Which also meant that one of the three at the campfire was not in the trial. This means that there were only three survivors and a scared tag along. She had finished the generator about the same time that another one was finished. Two generators finished, and she did not meet the killer yet, so this was a good trial so far.

Nea was walking along the side of the trial, running her left hand along the smooth and harsh walls of the hospital. She could hear footsteps to her right, but instead of a killer she saw the new survivor. She was a little bit bigger of a woman, but Nea could not tell if it was because of the heavy coat that the woman was wearing.

"Where am I?" The woman asked, with an accent that Nea recognized as Chinese.

"Go, come." Nea said, ducking near a palate and waving the woman closer to her. With the two crouched near the jumble of wood, Nea gave the interaction to the woman that she wished she would of had when she first started here. The woman was breathing heavily, and she was wiping her black rimmed glasses with one of her gloved hands. This woman looked as if she had just left her igloo or something. Nea had to admit that she liked the blue and white outfit, but it had no practicality here.

"I'm Nea." Said she, in a hushed tone. "We need to be quiet, I'll explain more when we're safe." She said softly.

Mei held her breath for a moment. She was quite scared at the moment, and she would be willing to admit that to anyone who happened to ask. "How do we get out?"

"We fix generators." Nea said. "When we fi-" Nea halted, quickly pressing a finger to her mouth. Mei got the idea, and she did not speak either.

Nea could feel the heartbeat rising. She moved just an inch forward to get a visual, but at the worst possible time. Nea saw the killer, but the killer saw her as well. This killer was new, but looked non-threatening. He was a man in a black suit with sunglasses. The killer was walking straight for Nea, so Nea stood up, and she sprinted away from the new woman. Hopefully she would get the idea and go somewhere else.

Nea had began the chase from the suited man, and she snuck looks at him when she could. Oddly enough, the new killer held no weapon. Odder still, the man seemed to be the most human of all the killers that she had seen. The Clown looked like a monster, the Bushman had something off about him, but this suited man looked like someone you would walk across on a normal day.

The chase transgressed for some time until Nea got careless. She rounded a corner and she slowed to a walk to catch her breath. She had no time to react when the suited man was right behind her. Instead of pulling out a weapon as expected, the man just punched her in the side, impossibly hard. Nea sprinted forward, coughing up blood. No matter what injury one had around here, it would bleed. The chase would of carried on, but Nea found that vaulting the nearest window would be quite impossible, since there were three identical copies of the suited man standing side by side, blocking the window. Nea sprinted past them, since it seemed as though they would not move. All three of the copies turned their head to Nea as she sprinted forward. Nea didn't even notice that two more generators had been completed. Nea dropped a palate, only to see that the killer was still close behind her. She heard a scream in the distance. It was Kate's. How could this be? The killer was chasing Nea at the moment.

Having no time to contemplate this, Nea trudged along. The brutal strike delivered to her still hurt quite a bit, and after another vital window was blocked, Nea was given another savage blow. It did feel a little better for Nea to lay down upon the ground, but her concern peaked when she saw the outline of Kate being put onto a hook. By now Nea should of been picked up, but when she looked behind her she saw the killer taking off his sunglasses.

"Ms. Karlsson, why do you rebel?" He asked, his voice so condescending.

Nea, who knew she had a punctured lung and at least three broken ribs gave no response. When Nea was finally picked up, she could see more copies of the suited man. Some were blocking the vaulting spots, some were checking all the closets, and several were gathered around the nearby hook that Nea was being delivered to. Some of them were smiling, others looked bored, and one of them was even laughing. It seemed like every time Nea blinked there were more of them. When Nea was finally hooked, the suited men looked to one another. All at once, the clones seemed to close in together, until there was just one killer.

Nea, with her mind numbed from the severe pain that had been inflicted, she could not process what she had seen effectively. Clearly there was a limit to the number of clones the killer could have, since they all came together. Nea closed her eyes, and she bared her teeth. The pain was no better from the first time she had suffered it. She saw that Kate had been rescued from her hook, as this was one of the trials where visibility between the survivors was quite high. It was a short time later that the final generator was started, but just a moment after that Nea could hear and see that Claudette was put on one of the hooks.

Nea could see that the Entity was a bit sluggish today, as it was taking quite some time for it it appear. Nea was about to try to pull herself off the hook when she saw the new survivor approaching the hook. The woman, seeming to be quite ignorant of this reality, covered her mouth with her gloved hands. "Oh my gosh!" She said in a hushed tone.

"Did you see the killer?"

"Y-yes I did… Eighteen of them." She said slowly, observing the hook closely.

"Can you please pull me off?" Nea asked, a bit of sass in her voice. She was in slightly higher spirits since help was here, and the exit doors were powered.

"O-oh yes, sure." Said Mei, adjusting her glasses. With a moment of hesitation, she pushed up on Nea's legs until Nea was able to push herself from the hook.

"Thank you." Nea said, limping forward away from the hook. She didn't bother asking for some help healing. She knew that it would take a while to explain to the new woman that all Nea's medical problems could be fixed by some very basic medical care. "Come on, we need to find the exit doors." She said as she limped along, until she was stopped. The two women found themselves in one of the cramped hospital rooms, with suited men blocking every exit. Nea knew that the new woman would be tempted to despair when she was sacrificed on her first trial.

Mick

Mick saw the moment when the Entity's spines were gone from the door hinge. He had no motivation to leave his room, as he had a bottle of whiskey in his hand, and some loud music coming from his radio. A smell that Mick was quite fond of was coming from the little stove on the other end of the room. The meat was a little gift from the Entity. At the moment Mick was laying on his bed, with his hat thrown on the ground. At the time he wanted nothing more than to have some fun with the cute rabbit girl, but the two bitches that decided to be lesbian mothers to her have been keeping her under tight supervision. Mick could probably brush the two of them aside, but they might call the other men of the mansion. Mick fancied himself a good fighter, but he could not last along several men that were bigger than him.

He had an ivory skull trinket in his pocket for the next trial, meaning that he could have his fun with one of the survivors. He hoped for the redhead in athletic clothing.

Mick eventually rolled out of his bed, and he wandered to the stove where the meat was finished cooking. "Ah, a bloody fine gift 'rom me host." Mick said to himself as he carefully placed the cooking rack on top of the stove. He took a deep whiff of the human meat. "Lovely." He said, as he turned around to the knock on his door. With his hand he took a little hunk of the meat. It was very hot, but Mick was a bit too drunk to care. He opened the door, and Mick saw one of the killers that never left their room. The one with the yellow apron and the human-skin mask. Mick could not see the man's eyes, but Mick knew he was looking at the meat. Mick knew what he came for.

"Come in mate!" Mick exclaimed, opening his arms and taking a big step backwards.

Right so here's the deal. You have Mei from Overwatch as your new survivor, and you have Agent Smith from the Matrix as your killer. More detail on them later when I write a new chapter with more sleep and less depression.

Thanks again to everyone who gave a review, it was that that motivated me to crank this little chapter out.