Josh and Oliver: Oliver's Point of View


It was getting hard to breathe; it was so steamy in this tiny closet. I knew that it was probably stupid to be making out in a creepy-ass hospital filled with monsters. But at the moment, I didn't care. All I could really think about was Josh kissing me.; and the fact that I was probably going to get laid by this really cute outsider. There really weren't any gay guys in the town; Christabella would probably kill me if she knew anyway. See, you thing I'm kidding, but I'm not.

I looked at him; he was panting, blush still bright on his face. He smiled at me and my heart skipped a beat.

The radio went off, "You guys," it was Lily; she sounded like she was crying. "Shane…he's…dead." She had managed to choke out in between sobs.

I watched Josh's face flush as he started to shake. He looked at me, eyes wide and starting to pool up.

"We should find Lily…." I suggested. He nodded.

I picked up my newly acquired weapon and slowly opened the door. We walked into the hallway to find that the lights were on; Did Sissy and Evie find the basement? Josh took the walkie talkie from me.

"Lily," he talked into it, "where are you?"

"Josh?" a voice responded, "I'm in front of the first floor, girl's bathroom."

"On our way." He told her before pocketing the radio.

We quickly navigated our way through the building before we ran into…it.

'It' was tall and had a pyramid shaped helmet; I wore a blood-stained smock and carried a giant blade. It looked at us, head tilted. It pointed at me for a moment before pulling back his blade. Josh pulled me down just in time for the blade to whoosh over our heads.

There was a god awful sound behind us; it was like nails on a chalkboard. I turned my head to see two nurses behind us, sliced in half. I looked up at the thing that saved us. It was looking down at Josh and me. Cautiously, I stood up, pulling Josh with me.

"Thank you." I told the thing, "Have you seen a girl; sandy blonde hair, pink tutu, possibly crying?"

It shook its head before turning around and walking away. Well, alright then.

We walked a little further before we heard crying. Josh walked ahead of me and turned the corner.

"Lily?" He asked.

I walked around the corner to see a very sad Josh hugging an extremely depressed Lily. She had blood on her clothes and her face was stained with tears. It was like watching one of those animal shelter commercials; it broke your heart.

I walked up to them and asked, "What happened?"

It was hard to understand her through her crying, but it sounded like something along the lines of, "That Pyramid Head-thing put a spear through his torso."

As Josh tried to soothe Lily, I looked up, not wanting to see any more of this. I noticed a door down the hall; not just any door, this one had a hole in it; a spear shaped hole.

I walked up to the door and gently pulled it open. I looked inside and was immediately greeted with Shane's dead body. His clothes were soaked through with blood and his gun was lying loosely in his hand. I heard a menacing growl coming from the back of the room. I looked up to see something step out of the shadows.

It growled at me as it came closer, walking on six legs. It was black and slimy looking, its head would probably reach my knees; and I'm five foot ten. It had a hole in its chest, where you could clearly see a large grey heart, still beating. It's piercing white eyes, which rested on its dog like head, alternated between Shane's body and me. Slowly, I reached down and picked up Shane's gun. I reloaded and aimed it at the creature that was drawing ever so closer to me.

It walked up to Shane's body and sniffed it. Before I could blink, the thing opened its mouth, jaws unhinging like a snakes, and started to devour Shane's body, feet first. I gave a short scream as I shot the thing in its, uh, heart. It yelped and let go of Shane before launching itself at me. I shot it once more, whilst it was suspended in the air, and killed it.

Josh comes running up behind me then.

"What happened?" he asked. His eyes went from concerned to depressed upon seeing Shane's body.

"Something came out at me, so I shot it." I told him, pointing to the dog like creature lying in front of me. "I'm going to call it a Hellhound."

"You're going to name- never mind. I think we should go and find Sissy and Evie." He said as we returned to Lily.

"No, we shouldn't." Lily said. We both looked at her strangely. "It's her fault that Shane is dead; she just had to take a fricken shower."

"Lily," I started, "I really think at a time like this, we should stick together."

"Great; no one cares what you think! You guys do what you want, I'm getting out of here." And with that, she ran out of the hospital.


Lily's Point of View


I looked up to see Josh run around the corner.

"Lily?" he asked.

I ran up to him and threw my arms around his neck. I didn't even care that the blood on my shirt was probably soaking on to his clothes; I sobbed into his shoulder as he tried to calm me down. I heard Oliver come around the corner next, and I could feel him watching us.

"What happened?" he asked me.

"That Pyramid Head- thing put a spear through Shane's torso." I tried to make my words understandable, but it was really hard with all the crying I was doing.

Josh continued to try to calm me down as Oliver walked down the hall to the room where Shane's body was. Just the thought of his body laying there brought back the vivid memories of the very recent past.

The silence before the shriek of the spear going through the metal door, the hole in Shane's torso, all the blood, but what really stuck with me was his last words. 'I love you, Girly, see you soon.'

Gun shots were heard, followed by the cry of some animal. Josh looked down at me before getting up and checking on Oliver.

I heard someone else coming around the corner, and looked up to see a young boy. His hoodie covered his pale blonde hair and the right side of his face. He was hugging a stuffed bear that was not only badly stitched and falling apart, but also missing an eye.

"It's her fault, you know." He said; his voice was very tenor.

"What?" I asked; what was whose fault?

"Cecelia! They tried to warn you; but did you listen? No, you didn't. And because or your stupidity, she got your brother killed!"

Cecelia? Sissy wouldn't…. She never meant to….

"You can lie to yourself all you want, Lily, but you know I'm right." The small boy walked away, taking the bear and his confusing logic with him.

It wasn't Sissy's fault, right?

"You're going to name- never mind," Josh said as they came back over. "I think we should go and find Sissy and Evie."

"No, we shouldn't." I said. Oliver and Josh looked at me strangely. "It's her fault that Shane is dead; she just had to take a fricken shower."

"Lily," Oliver started, "I really think at a time like this, we should stick together."

"Great; no one cares what you think! You guys do what you want; I'm getting out of here." My head was pounding as I ran away; ran away from Josh and Oliver, from Sissy and Evie, from my brother's dead body just down the hallway. I couldn't stand it; my head felt like it was going to explode. I ran out the hospital entrance to find nothing but white; white everywhere. I tried to turn around to go back into the hospital, but the door had vanished. With a loud snap, the white turned to darkness.

I opened my eyes, unaware that I closed them, to find myself lying face up on a bed. The blankets are thick, and I feel warm all over. I begin to regret waking up. But then I heard a noise; it sounds like screaming, and it's coming from outside. I jump out of the bed and run to follow the noise.

I soon notice, however, that my only clothing is a night gown; I ignore that detail as I head into another room. There is a door there which I open; it's snowing. I look around and notice something I can take with me: a lantern.

I go outside, and surprisingly enough, the snow is warm. I use the lantern to make my way through the snow, until I come across the boy from the hospital. He turns to me and smiles.

"Glad you decided to believe me." He said; his high voice was now cheery. "I was starting to think you were under the impression that she loved you."

I looked down and the snow covering my feet.

"Don't give me that look," he ordered me.

I looked at him to see his arms were crossed. The snow suddenly got really cold, like someone had turned on a switch. My knees gave out from under me and I fell to the ground.

"Silly human," the boy said, "Don't you know not to trust the darkness?"


Cecelia and Evie: Evie's Point of View


We sat in that room for a long time. Cecilia was having a bit of a panic attack as she thought about her family. The radio emitted static.

"Sis...Cecelia…re…you….ere….Lil…..ead….whe…a….you?" It sounded like Josh's voice, but I couldn't be sure with all the static.

"I think the battery is dying." Cecilia thought out loud.

"How long do you think we should stay here?" I asked. I wanted to find him before it got too late.

"One of us should look to see if Not-Judgment is out there…." She trailed off.

Not-Judgment? What the hell?

"You know, I think it was him; the Not-Judgment I mean. I think he was the voice in my head." She looked over at me as she spoke.

"You should ask it if he's seen my friend." I mused.

Cecilia shrugged, "Have you seen Evie's friend? ….What does he look like?" she asked me.

Was she serious? "He has black hair, blue eyes, Italian face; he's one of those society douche bags if you know what I mean."

Cecilia nodded for a bit and then flinched. She covered her ears like she was a kid at her first time concert.

"Come on." Cecilia said as she stood up. She headed towards the door.

"Where are we going?" I asked her.

"We have to find Josh and Oliver…." She trailed off again.


She was spacey for the whole time we looked for them; if I got to close to her, she would quicken her pace. If I tried to talk to her, she would give me choppy answers. At least she appeared to know where she was going.

"Ow! Fucker!" a voice called out followed by gunfire. It was Oliver's voice, without a doubt, but what was he shouting at?

Cecilia ran down the hall and was tackled by a slimy looking six legged black dog-thing with white eyes. She held the dog's mouth away from her face as she struggled to get it off of herself. I ran up then and swung at it with my crowbar, hitting it on its left shoulder. With a yelp, it jumped off of Cecilia and ran away.

"Hit it in their hearts; that's how you kill them." Josh told me as he helped Cecilia to her feet. I watched as she whispered something in his ear. "No, nope; I don't believe that, it's lying."

What the hell? I heard a groan then, and we all turned to see Oliver looking at his foot. It had a nice little bite mark on his ankle. It was bleeding. Josh walked over to him and looked at the wound; then he looked around and smiled. He made his way over to a glass case and took his shirt off.

"Josh…?" Cecilia asked.

"I got this." He said confidently. Hmm, déjà vu….

Josh hung his shirt on the case so that it was covering the glass. He rolled his shoulders a few times before turning his back to the case; then he elbowed the glass. It shattered upon contact and a very happy Josh reached into the now glass-less case to retrieve a first aid kit.

Josh made his way back over to Oliver, where he cleaned and wrapped up his ankle.

"Where's Lily?" I asked, "Did you find her yet."

Oliver looked at Josh before saying, "No, we haven't found her yet."

Cecilia gasped and we turned to look at her. Judgment was in front of her; you could tell it was the real one, because he had his blade instead of a spear. Judgment was handing Cecilia her guitar. She took it and thanked him before slinging it on her back.

"Cecilia," Oliver asked, "Do you know him?"

"Yeah; his name is Judgment." She told him bluntly.

"What is wrong with you?" Josh asked her; his voice rising slightly.

"Shall I make a list? Almost everything in this place is trying to kill us, my family is dead, and my life is being dangled above my head!" She spat at him; her voice was rising also.

"We have weapons, you have what he wants, and your dad is still perfectly fine!" Josh was screaming now.

Judgment stood in front of her as Cecilia said, "The weapons will break, there's a better chance of hell freezing over before I hand her over to that…thing, and my dad," she choked a bit before continuing, "my dad died a little under a week ago."

Josh's face softened as she took a letter out of her back pocket and handed it to him. He scanned it over and looked up.

"Cecilia I…." he tried to apologize.

"No, just, stop talking please." Cecilia choked a bit as she turned and ran in an unknown direction.