-sets this shit ablaze-

...

-calls 911 because fire is very dangerous and we dont want any accidents to happen-

When Dev finally woke up, he sat up with a start and looked around. Deja was sitting against the wall and was intently drawing something on her left hand.

"Deja?"

"Hm?" She jerked up and look around, then smiled with half-lidded eyes when she saw Dev. "Well good morning, Sleeping Beauty~"

"You okay?"

"Whaaat? I'm fine, I'm fine. Just a little hungry... and incredibly thirsty is all..."

"Don't you have some of those Japanese anime sticks?"

Deja laughed dryly and shook her head. "I gave them to a little girl I found."

"whats that now"

"She was really cute and nice, but she left when you came out of your dazey thing. Then I just chilled until you woke up." She held her hand up and smiled. "I also drew some swirly shit on my hand."

Dev started to slowly stand up and shoved a hand into his pocket, but felt something and pulled it out. "It's that paper scrap..."

"Ah, you still have yours? I lost mine..."

"What!?"

She held her hands up for peace and smirked. "It's alright! I have stronger friendship charms, you know. Speaking of which..." She got up and pulled out a small, white stone. "I'll assume you don't wanna do anything that needs blood, so take this." She held it out and Dev stared down at it.

"What is it?"

"A moonstone. You're supposed to keep 'em with a sunstone..." She pulled out a pale red gem. "But if I give one to you, and I have the other, we'll be connected, right? It's not much, but it's the best I could do. I recited a few spells, but I don't think I was able to focus enough..."

Dev shrugged and picked the small stone from her hand. "Your rocks always do something special. What does this moon thing do?"

"Hm... Good luck and protection."

"and your sun one?"

"Mostly just extra energy and and self-healing."

They were quiet for a moment, then Deja shoved her hand in Dev's direction and starting running towards something.

"What now?" He grunted as he jogged next to her. As soon as he got near, Deja leaned over and stopped him from walking by wrapping her arms around him in some sort of a satanic vampire hug.

"Check this shit out." She said as she adjusted the way they were facing. He squinted as he saw several fine fibers glinting like a spiderweb. Deja let go of him and touched one, then immediately jumped back and held her hand. "Ow... Fuck! Fucking fuck that burns!"

"Language."

"Shut the fuck off!" She moved her hand away from her chest and looked it over. There was a medium-sized cut across her thumb and pointer finger, and blood was already running down her hand.

"and you didn't even hit it that hard. Just imagine what would've happened if you walked into it..." They both shivered as they imagined what could happen. There was a fair amount of blood splattered on the floor, so that gave them a rough idea.

Deja groaned and shoved Dev away from the wires. As he was stumbling, he stepped and slipped on a pile of papers in a dramatic fashion. She snorted and started picking them up, but stopped when she read the first line of the second paper. "Hey, ballerina, check this out..."

[Victim's Memoir] (1/5)

I ate my friend today. What else was I supposed to do? I was starving. We both were. And there's no food here. So we decided, together, that one of us should try to live just a little bit longer. If I ever get home, I'm supposed to tell all the people waiting for us what happened. We left it all up to a game of paper-scissors-rock. Loser eats winner. And I lost. I felt her blood going down my throat, quenching my thirst. And her meat was supple and satisfying. But that blood and that meat was once my friend. Up until just a few hours before, I'd been talking with her. As I feasted, I just kept thinking, this food used to be a person. Before I tore it apart, it all worked together to sustain a life. And every time I thought about that, I just started crying...and I couldn't stop. I wanted some part of her to be with me even after she died, so I decided to keep one of her eyeballs. And I thought maybe I should write all of this down, to help preserve some small portion of my sanity.

The small girl in the red dress smiled from her perch atop the shoulders of the older man. Sure, he lurched a lot and was noisy, but it beat walking. She also had a clear view of the school for ounce, which was a rare treat. As he was dragging some of the corpses back to the special room, she started reciting her favorite nursery rhyme.

"All around the mulberry bush, the monkey chased the weasel..." She looked down and started wondering. In her short life she had never seen a mulberry bush. Did they even exist? Why was there a monkey chasing a weasel? Jack-in-the-boxes would always play this tune when you cranked them. They weren't weasels. Why where they popping?

"The monkey thought it was all in good fun..." She held on tighter as the man suddenly turned and chased after someone. Normally she'd tell him to slow down, but she couldn't just stop singing her nursery rhyme.

"Pop," she frowned as she nearly fell off when he brought a large hammer down on a boy's head. "Goes the weasel..."

Just as he reached down to carry the body, she brought her foot up and kicked him with her heel. "Leave him."

Another groan, and the man straightened up and continued walking to their destination. This little detour cost them a few minutes, but it's not like there was a deadline.

Elsa grinned as she lifted up the large board. It would be an absolutely perfect fit, and now crossing the gap would be a walk in the park. Fuzzbutt began waddling back to the gap, and Elsa followed behind him. Before they got there, a loud shriek drew their attention. She ran towards it and found two men standing over the body of another. One was holding their head and crying, and the other was rubbing their chin and saying something.

"I don't think he's waking up, Eli..."

"He's not dead! He was just knocked out! And we are not leaving him!"

The taller one held up his hands and stepped back. "I'm not saying that! H-here, I'll carry him..."

Eli glared for a moment, then started adjusting the body so it'd be comfortable against the wall. "I don't think we should move him around that much... He lost a lot of blood."

Elsa gasped as she noticed a large wound across the body's head. He definitely did lose a lot of blood. Most of which seemed to be on his and Eli's shirts. She held her hands up and started walking towards them.

"Do you guys need any help?"

The boy who was fawning over the body jumped up and stood in front of it. "W-who are you!?"

"I'm Elsa, I'm just another student like you three."

The taller boy smiled and waved. "I'm Salvatore, and this is Eli."

Eli crossed his arms and sniffed. "The one who's hurt is Lance. Some... Monster came and attacked him while he was checking to see if it was safe for us to leave the room."

Elsa knelt down beside Lance and started to look him over before Eli snorted and moved in front of her. "I don't exactly trust you enough to be near my critically injured friend. If you want to help so much, go with Salve and try to find a way out of here."

She looked over at Salvatore and he shrugged. "Whatever he wants." He turned and started walking down the hall. Elsa grabbed her board and bounded over to him.

"I found this board to use as a bridge to get over one of the gaps, follow me and I'll show you where."

"Whatever."

this entire chapter oh my god

i had to rewrite it like 7 times and im still unhappy with how it turned out