Stephan stood in the center of the dim lit room; he stared at the six chairs in front of him. He thought back to when he had saved two people and screwed up the order, he began to feel nauseous as he thought about it more and more. But he was even more flustered by what information he was given; he now knew what had happened in the past hours.

"I cannot believe Emily did this, this isn't her…" He said softly as his mind raced back and forth with all information he was given. "Two people died in her hands…Sophia and Will…" His eyes went soft as he felt tears forming, after he had found out Will was dead it made him feel dead inside; though they had never been together, Stephan still cared a lot about him. "This isn't fair…it's not fair anymore." He fell to the ground as he cried into his hands.

Suddenly he heard a door unlock to the right of him, he slowly rose and walked towards the opened door. He peaked outside the door and saw it was a hallway, he knew that his life was in the mind of a killer. So if he had any chance to live another day, he knew he had to follow this path; wherever it took him he would fight, regardless of what the outcome would be. He slowly walked into the hallway, gulped hard, and looked back at the room he woke up in.

He let out a long sigh, "I'm tired of waking up here, I wish I could just wake up in my bed…" He said as he turned away from the room and slowly walked forward, not knowing where it would lead him.

She stared down at Jaya who was knocked unconscious and had blood dripping down from her cheek. She sighed and let the pipe fall to the ground, as she turned she wondered what would happen next; she was wondering how she was going to get out of here, something had to happen.

"Hey Sara," A voice called behind her and Sara froze.

She went to turn back with an innocent smile, "Jaya?" She asked carefully, as she tried hiding all fear within her face.

"Its fine Sara, I'm not going to hurt you…I don't want to fight." Jaya said softly.

They now stood face to face, and Jaya wasn't happy at all. Anger filled her eyes and Sara went from being miss-nice to badass. They stared at each other and Jaya's eyes showed hunger, hunger for the light of another day. Jaya screamed as she charged at Sara, backing her into the wall with her arm across Sara's neck. Jaya pushed hard against her and smiled.

"It's called acting you dumb bitch; you really didn't think I wouldn't fight you now did you? I'm going to live and see the light of another day and you'll rot in her forever." Jaya said softly with a smile.

"Good—then I can't say it was easy to fight your ass, bitch." Sara laughed as she said it.

Suddenly Jaya felt a stab in her stomach, she let go of Sara and looked down; she stood staring at the blood dripping down her side. Sara stood there with a rusty piece of glass that she had wrapped a piece of her sleeve in; it now had scarlet smeared across it. Sara's eyes now looked dark, for she was ready for a fight of her life.

Jaya snarled quietly at Sara as she charged forward again, but Sara smiled softly as she grabbed a hold of her wrist and twisted it sharply. Jaya screamed as she felt her bones crack, but Sara didn't stop there; she had kept twisting leaving Jaya in unbearable pain. Jaya now felt her hand being turned beyond her limit. She shut her eyes and screamed louder, when she opened them she saw Sara's hand gripped around her bloody hand that now showed bone. Sara had twisted so hard that her bone snapped and ripped through her skin.

Jaya plunged again towards Sara, using her sharp bone that was sticking out. She raised her hand towards Sara and slashed her bone against Sara's face cutting deep within her skin. As Sara screamed falling to the floor, Jaya screamed as well for her doings had made the bone sticking out rip more of her skin. Her arm bone was now sticking almost half-way up to her elbow. She stared down at her arm and gasped, she was in more pain than she had ever been in her life. Instead of worrying about her pain she tried to attack once more.

She saw Sara crying from the pain on her face, but she also saw her hand loosing grip on the broken glass. She then took her chance and dashed down towards the glass she held in her hand. But as she reached towards it, Sara acted upon the moment and saw Jaya's hand reaching down. Sara took the glass and shoved it through Jaya's hand, now the glass was pierced through her hand and all you heard was Jaya's fierce cry of pain.

Sara got up and used all her body weight to raise her leg and kick Jaya in the head, her kick sent Jaya flying backwards as her body flipped over. She went face-first into the broken glass that lay a few feet away from the chambers.

As she struggled to get up Sara saw Jaya's now broken spirit. She struggled to rise with blood streaming down her face with the glass pieces stuck in places on her face. Her hands were also covered with blood as one had been covered with glass pieces and the other was still pierced with the glass Sara had shoved into it. Her arm was turning red as her exposed bone was killing her softly.

Sara looked at Jaya for another second, but she knew she had one with a bruised neck and a cut on her face. She scrambled over to the pipe she had originally used on Jaya and gripped it once again. She walked over to the beaten up Jaya with a mix of tears and blood falling from her chin. Jaya slowly looked up at Sara in defeat.

"Why—why did you do this Sara?" Jaya said crying between each word.

Sara felt guilty for a split second, but a thought crossed her mind and her lips formed a smile. "As I recall 'It's called acting you dumb bitch; you really didn't think I wouldn't fight you now did you? I'm going to live and see the light of another day and you'll rot in her forever.' So who's the one rotting now?—bitch." Sara said as she raised the pipe above her.

Jaya's eyes now had been filled with fear, "Sara—Sara please no…" Jaya pleaded.

Before Jaya said another word Sara slammed the pipe into Jaya's head once hearing a crack from her skull, she immediately felt to the floor as blood poured from her skull. Sara then slammed the pipe in her skull again hearing another crack as it vibrated through the pipe into the tip of her fingers.

She went to hit her once more but heard a door, on the other side of the chambers, unlock and open. She looked at it cautiously for that was not the door she had used to exit this room once before. As she looked at the dead figure that once was a live woman, she stepped over her crossing towards the open door with the pipe still in her hands. She wasn't willing to go anywhere on these grounds without a weapon.

Once she got to the door she peaked out and quietly called out, "He—hello?" She asked, and when no one replied she looked back beyond the chambers to the girl she had just killed to see the light of another day. She swiftly turned away and walked out into the cold hallway and began walking along the long narrow path.

After sobbing for what seemed like forever he slowly rose from the ground. He didn't have a clue as to what he was supposed to do and why he was here. But he knew it was going to be hell to decide in the end, he just hoped that the 'end' wasn't anytime soon. So he had no way out, there was no clue and there was no way of him even guessing of how to get out of the room.

"What am I supposed to do?" He asked a loud, but he knew he would get no response.

He was tired, hungry, lost, in love, and miserable at the moment. He wanted to see him one more time before he had to choose. In the back of his mind he knew that whatever happened in the end, it was meant to be. He was thinking for so long he started hearing his voice and heard footsteps. He knew it was all in his head till he heard a noise that he wasn't just "hearing" it was real. Someone was at the door and he heard the door slowly being opened, he quickly grabbed the pipe that had blood splattered all over it and held tight. The door slid open and his eyes went wide.

"Stephan—oh my god." He said as the pipe fell to the ground.

But Stephan did not reply, he stared at the man he loved staring back at him; then he stared down to the other man he was in love with lying dead. His inner beauty was exposed in the most gruesome way, he suddenly felt angry.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Victor asked, but he knew why he was mad; he had the feeling that Stephan knows why Will was lying dead in front of him.

"You did this Victor…" Stephan said slowly, "You did this…why?"

"Stephan, let's just get out of here and I'll tell you all about it!" Victor said as a thought crossed his mind, "Maybe he doesn't know everything…everything that could happen."

"NO! I want to know god dammit!" Stephan said as he crossed over into the room where Victor stood.

"NO!" Victor screamed.

Before Stephan could react, the door slammed behind him with a click and before they both could comprehend what was happening, they knew they had been trapped.

"No…no, no, no, no—no!" Victor said as he fell to his knees.

Stephan was facing away from Victor, looking at the door that shut in his face. Once again he was imprisoned in a room he didn't want to be in. He wanted to fall and cry, and that's exactly what he did.

Victor then ran to his lover's side and held him, and Stephan accepted Victor's arms around him. Regardless of how mad he was at Victor, he always felt safe in his arms. But, before Stephan realized, Victor had quickly backed away with fear. Stephan, puzzled, looked at Victor with tears in his eyes.

"Stephan, it's not safe here anymore…" Victor began saying.

"Was it ever pa?" Stephan said with a light chuckle.

Victor smiled, for Stephan had always managed to get him to smile. But the smile faded once again as he thought of why they were trapped. "I—I mean it's not safe with me anymore." He said as serious as he had ever been.

"What do you mean?" Stephan said, Victor could tell Stephan was confused and worried.

"Baby…only one of us is going to be able to walk out of here." Victor said slowly.

Stephan's eyes went wide as the words were said, you could tell that it scared him and he also showed that he wasn't ready to die; but Victor held his hand gently as tears formed in his eyes.

"Baby…what are you thinking?" He asked gently.

"Pa…if only one of us can live, or walk out of here; I can't choose." He said sniffling now.

"No—no baby, don't think like that." Victor said as he sighed. "One of us will move on…" Victor said slowly as Stephan gave him the questionable stare that had given the vibe of 'who is it going to be then?' But, he didn't have the answer.

Stephan now had tears rolling down his eyes. "Pa, I can't walk out of here without you. You know that."

"Baby…I do know that, but only one of us can leave."

"Pa, you should go…really you should." He said sighing softly.

"NO! I won't let you die, you have so much to live for—" He said as he wiped Stephan's tears with his thumb.

"And you don't?" Stephan said as more tears had leaked from his eyes.

"No—I'm not saying that, I'm just saying that you deserve to live." He said as he continued wiping Stephan's tears, forgetting about the tears falling from his own eyes.

"Why?" Stephan asked as he got closer to wipe Victor's tears with his sleeve.

Before Victor had answered he leaned in close and kissed him gently on the lips. "Because I love you…that's why."

More tears fell from his eyes as he looked into Victor's. He couldn't let him go, he shook his head, "No—no I love you too, and I cannot leave you to die."

Victor pulled Stephan into his arms and began crying out loud, he wasn't hiding it now. "Baby, I know you don't want to. But I want you to live okay?" Victor said as he held his lover in his arms, probably for the last time.

"I feel like I should be mad at you…for killing Will and for saying I should live." He slowly looked at Victor's face that had tears falling down and hitting his shirt. "But I can't, you love me and I love you…how am I suppose to let you go pa?" He asked as he wiped Victor's tears again with his sleeve.

"Baby stop I don't want you to ruin your shirt." He said.

Stephan laughed, "You think right now I'm worried about my shirt? Stop it pa, you're about to tell me to walk out of here without you. That's almost unbearable, and I hate it."

Victor leaned in again and kissed Stephan once again, but this time the kiss prolonged a few moments longer. Once he released Stephan he hugged him tightly smelling his sweet scent.

"Pa I can't leave you…I can't." Stephan said.

"Okay fine, we'll go out together we won't sacrifice each other." He said softly.

The rose from the floor together as the door across the room unlocked, as the two looked over to it. Stephan took Victor's hand as they walked over; a smile crept onto their faces as they walked. Right before they left the room Victor pulled Stephan into an embrace of kissing and hugging.

"I love you boothead." He said as a tear escaped his eyes.

"I love you too pa." He smiled back, wiping another tear of his lover's with his sleeve.

Before Stephan knew it Victor took his hands and picked him up, Stephan smiled with excitement; but Victor had rushed with tossing Stephan out of the room. As Stephan hit the wall gently but harshly his expression changed from excitement to terror he caught Victor's eyes. He stood crying as the door closed shut.

"NO!" Stephan screamed as he ran to the door pounding on it. "No—no give him back to me!" He began sobbing, "I can't lose him…please…no." He said as tears erupted from his eyes, his head fell in defeat and pain.

He then heard from the other side a scream of his lover, as he looked up he saw the color of red, orange, and yellow; immediately he knew what it was, fire. Stephan then became hysterical as Victor was still screaming. Stephan ran to the door trying not to touch it from the heat.

"VICTOR!" He screamed as loud as he could.

There was only the screaming coming from the room, Stephan cried as he could only picture his lover being burned to death. As he thought a smell was inhaled, the smells of burning flesh. He covered his mouth as he gagged from the smell.

He stood at the hot door crying his eyes out with his hand over his mouth. All he could hear was the screaming of his lover and he could have sworn that at once he heard Victor call out his name.

It seemed like forever the fire had stayed lit, he was about to walk away until the screaming stopped. He looked up sniffling, waiting for something to happen; there was no noise just dead silence. Until Stephan screamed, Victor appeared on the blurred window. Stephan was mortified of what he saw; his skin was crimson and his eyes scarlet. Stephan cried as he gasped for air, he feel backwards to the wall.

"NO!" He screamed as loud as he could.

Jasmine stood around trying to figure out how she was going to get to thatgirl, until she looked down at the dead Hollie. She had the feeling her freedom was hidden inside Hollie, and she was gonna find out. She kneeled down to her and took a hold of the pipe that was jabbed into her chest. As she tried to move it she heard the squishing inside her body.

"Oh god…that's so disgusting!" Jasmine yelled as she let go of the pipe, but she looked over to the girl and went back to grabbing the pipe; ready to grab it and pull it out.

She slowly grabbed it and pulled gently, it slid out easily and before it was all the way out she groaned in disgust. The blood that was left inside her empty shell was oozing out as she pulled on the pipe. She wanted it to be over and pulled the pipe out, and then she looked closely as she rolled her sleeve up. Then she took her hand and stuck it inside Hollie's chest, searching for a key. But before she was inside her for a mere second Hollie's eyes shot opened and she screamed in pain.

Jasmine, startled, screamed as she jumped up with her left hand covered in blood. She stared at Hollie who was paralyzed but was able to look around.

"What—what's going on?" Hollie yelled, she couldn't see far enough to see that Jasmine was there.

"How are you alive?" Jasmine asked.

"Jasmine is that you?"" Hollie asked. "Jasmine there's something wrong I feel something inside me…it feels cold and small, what's going on?"

Jasmine didn't know how it was possible that she was a live, but she knew well enough that there was a key inside her. But she knew that she couldn't reach in while she was alive. So she walked back over to Hollie and knelt down to her.

Her hands formed into fists and she slammed them down on Hollies head, she didn't stop even thought she heard Hollie's screaming. Her hands hurt every time she hit her head, but she didn't stop; but it wasn't working entirely. She stood up and took her foot and slammed it into her face hearing cracks in her face. She did it again hearing piercing screams and winced every time she did so.

After the process she looked down at Hollie, for now you couldn't tell who it was. Her beautiful face was destroyed and covered in blood. Jasmine's eyes fought tears, but went back to determination. She knelt back down and tried not slipping in the scarlet blood that surrounded her now. She carefully reached inside and began feeling around disgusted by the feeling of a human organ. She kept feeling around until she felt the object that Hollie had described, but I wasn't a key. So she went to get her hand out, but realized that her bracelet got caught on her rib cage. She wasn't panicking until she heard a door unlock and open behind her. She didn't know how long she had so she did panic.

She tried jerking her bracelet loose and tried with all her might, but it wasn't working. All she could do was look at that open door and think of what she had to do beyond that open door. So she started pulling harder and harder until she heard something break. It was her rib cage; as she tried to pull it out the rib cage had still been attached to the bracelet. When she pulled out the ribcage ripped through her skin exposing more blood that gushed and splattered out onto Jasmine. She didn't scream, she just hurried towards the door and didn't look back and the dead Hollie that would never be able to be recognized.

"Such a perfect thing destroyed…" Jasmine whispered as she walked out the door looking back.

As she exited, the door shut and Jasmine looked away and head to where the hallway, which she was now in, led her. She was ready and determined.

Buddy and Luis were now head to head until they heard a door unlock beyond the both of them. Their eyes went wide, and Buddy dashed for the door until Luis tackled him down leaving Buddy feeling weak.

"This isn't over yet bitch!" Luis screamed, "You're not walking out of here alive! I'm not done with you!" He screamed again as he bashed Buddy's head against the cement.

Brittany sat there trying to figure out how she was going to get to this girl. She was locked in a room that she couldn't get out of. She knew the room well and didn't even want to be there. But it wasn't long before the door opened and Brittany shot up from the floor and stared at the person.

"Brittany" The female voice said with cockiness.

"Jasmine…" Brittany replied.

Jasmine walked in and slammed the door shut behind her. She turned around and felt a fist hit her jaw as she fell to the ground. She looked up and saw Brittany looking completely pissed off.

"Let's do this shit, because I'm not the one dying anytime soon." Brittany said.

Jasmine smiled and bashed her bloody shoe into Brittany's knee knocking her down. Jasmine got up and she out a light laugh, "Let's go then bitch."

Maria now stood in the middle of the room she was in, and she couldn't tell what was going on until she heard that voice telling her. Welcome…rang in her head, she's in the game now; she was terrified. She didn't know if this was her tomb or if something was going to happen at any given second.

"Hello!" Maria called out, looking around the room. "Is anyone there?"

Then out of darkness a door unlocked and in walked an unfamiliar figure. She walked up right before the light hit.

Maria was mortified, and when the door closed the static filled the room. The voice only said one sentence, and one sentence was all they needed.

Hello ladies, only one of you will be walking out alive; may the best player win.

As the static faded out Maria tried to make the person out, but she couldn't. The figured stood there in darkness, almost taunting Maria.

"Who are you?!" She screamed.

The figure came out into the light with a smile on her face, a pipe in her hand, and a grip that was ready to fight.

Maria's eyes went wide as she saw who it was; she gulped hard and tried to say her name. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

She slowly said the name as she whimpered, "S—Sara?"