A/N: I'm doing a sequel to this. More information at the bottom.
"Look, maybe he's not dead," Victoria hoped. She braved up and stepped towards the corpse of Edge. She lightly poked his stomach, avoiding the blood that was still dripping down. His body swayed with the movement, but he didn't move. "Okay, maybe he is dead."
"Victoria, I didn't know you were so comfortable around dead bodies," John insisted.
"Shut up, Cena. We all know that you're the necrophiliac," Ashley said.
"Ashley, that's disgusting, even for Cena," Kane said.
"Yeah, coming from the murderer himself," Jeff snarled.
"What the fuck, Hardy? What makes you think that I did this?" Kane asked.
"Let's see," Maria started. "One, you hate Edge. Two, Edge hates you. Three, there's a fucking HOOK in his neck! This is straight out of 'See No Evil!'"
"Movies are fake, Maria," Kane insured. "This," Kane continued, pointing at Edge, "is real."
A loud grumbling came from Ashley's stomach. "Fuck, guys, is anyone else as hungry as I am?"
"Yeah," John said, rubbing his stomach.
"Kane, did you and Jeff see any food in that kitchen?" Ashley asked.
"No, I didn't. Jeff?"
"Nope, but that doesn't mean that there's not any in there," Jeff said.
"I'm going to see if there is any food in there," Ashley said.
"Do you even know where the kitchen is?" John asked.
"No," Ashley replied, hanging her head low.
Kane sighed. "I'll show you."
After Kane and Ashley left, John turned to Torrie, and Jeff did the same to Maria.
"John, I just want to be alone," Torrie sighed. She pushed her way past John and walked away.
"Same here, Jeff," Maria said. She walked away in the opposite direction that Torrie had.
Jeff and John turned to each other and shrugged, both walking away.
Victoria was left alone. She sighed, "And no one wants to be with Victoria." She took one last glance at the suspended Edge and walked away.
"Here it is," Kane said, opening the door for Ashley. "I'll be right back," he said, leaving the room.
Ashley opened the various cabinets, but she didn't find anything. The refrigerator was empty. She tried out the burners on the stove just for fun, and she saw that they worked. "Hm, what's this?" she pondered out loud. She walked over to the opposite wall and ran her hand along the door. Looking at the pressure gauge next to the door, she saw that this door was a freezer.
She heaved the heavy door open. She looked back at the gauge and the switch next to it. The freezer was off. Ashley peered inside the empty freezer. She was about to step in to take a closer look, but the door shut in her face.
Jumping back, she saw who had closed the door, because she certainly hadn't. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
They were carrying a red bucket with a black "X" painted on it. "I was thinking that we could have a fun little water fight."
"Do you really think that this is the time?"
"It is always the time for some HLA."
"There's only one problem with that," Ashley smiled.
"Yeah, and that's because you're about to die!" The killer dumped the contents of the bucket on Ashley. She half expected it to be acid, but it was water. She was soaked from head to toe. While she was trying to get the water out of her eyes, the killer wrenched the door open and pushed her inside. It was only able to be opened from the outside, so when the killer slammed the door shut, Ashley was shit out of luck. The killer flipped the switch to the "on" position and turned up the gauge. They set the gauge to the highest power setting and the lowest temperature. The killer laughed as they walked out of the room, listening as Ashley's slamming on the door became weaker and weaker.
John finally found Torrie. She was sulking against a wall near the gym in the arena where the basketball players worked out. He sat down next to her and put his arm around her.
"I want to be alone, John," Torrie said, leaning on his shoulder.
"Then why are you leaning on me?" John laughed.
"John, this whole thing is ridiculous! Who's next? I'm glad you found me because I know that I'm safe. I think that Kane or Victoria is next…"
"What do you mean?" John asked, getting defensive.
"I didn't mean it like that, John! You know I didn't!" Torrie yelled, pulling herself away from John and standing up. "You think I'm the killer, don't you?"
"No, Torrie, I was just…the situation was just getting to me. We're all a little hostile because of this."
"Victoria is dead!" Torrie screamed, seeing Kane come up to them.
"No, she isn't, unless you know something that I don't," Kane grumbled.
"No, she just thinks that you or Victoria is going to be dead next. Since we saw you, she only thought that Victoria got shanked," John explained.
"Nice, Wilson. Anyways, I'm going back to see if Ashley found any food. Jeff and Maria are meeting us over there," Kane said.
Once Kane, Torrie, and John got to the kitchen door, Jeff, Victoria, and Maria were already waiting for them.
"Wow, none of us have died yet," Maria sarcastically noticed.
"Shocker, I know," Torrie replied.
The six went into the kitchen, but there was no sign of Ashley Massaro. "Where the hell did she go?" John asked, wondering where the missing Diva had wandered off to.
"Well, maybe she went to find some other kitchen," Jeff suggested. "It looks like she had her run through here," he observed, seeing all of the cabinets torn open.
"Did she check in here?" Victoria asked, pointing to the freezer.
"I don't know. Open it up," Kane suggested.
Victoria gathered all of her strength to open the heavy door. When she opened it, something heavy fell on her foot. She looked down to see the dead, frozen face of Ashley Massaro staring back up at her.
Her hair was now ice. Her skin was blue and her eyes were frozen open. "HOLY FUCK!" Victoria screamed.
"Oh, that's fucked up," John muttered under his breath.
"What else is new?" Maria said.
A/N: After I finish this, there is a sequel. It's the same situation, but new Superstars and new deaths. I've already decided that Triple H and Cody Rhodes are going to be in it, and I've figured out how one of the characters is going to die.
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