The light flickers slowly, catching their attention for a moment. If you were quiet, you might be able to hear the soft footsteps of the monsters in the hall. They roam without fear, for they are what is feared.
"Yes. You could say I was scared that first day." Bubba, also known as Gumball says slowly.
Fiona snickers from across the room, twisting her weapon slowly in her hands, "That's a big understatement, dude. You would've died if not for me."
The boy with pink hair nods but points out, "You had you're close calls too. Didn't one of those ginger Flame siblings nearly get you? Wasn't one of them chasing you and Jake?"
Fiona looks away, mumbling, "Yeah. The boy. But he's dead now, thanks to that." She nods to the zombie tied to a desk in the corner. "She saved us. Her and Bonnie. We ran ahead, while they fought Flame. When Bubblegum caught back up, she had that with her…" The tomboy didn't say anything else. The undead thing before them is dormant, for now, staring blankly at the ground. Finn takes a hesitant step towards it.
"Marceline?" His voice shakes slightly.
The monster's head whips up, the creature springs to life as it tries to grip the human before it. Jake pulls his friend back, both keeping their eyes on the creature. It hisses in hatred as it realizes it may never reach its snack.
"Don't test her. We don't know if the ropes will stay. Or the table." Gumball says, shifting uneasily on his feet. He checks the time, "Bonnie's been gone for a while now. Do you think she's okay?"
"I'm sure she's okay." Fionna says, although she gives Finn a nervous glance once Gumball looks away. Her brother shrugs and sits down with Jake in the far corner, away from Marceline.
Gumball looks back at Cake, who's interviewing everyone, saying that their story will be the awesome adventure ever after they all get out. She'd been writing down everything in excruciating detail.
"Anyway… There's only seven of us left."
"Which are?" The cat-loving girl asks.
"Cake."
"Yeah, I'm still here. And?"
He groans, "Do I have to list them? We're all right here!"
The younger girl looks around the room, "Not all."
"Fine. The remaining are, yourself, Finn, Fiona, Jake, Bonnie, Marshall, and myself."
She jots down the names quickly, "And everyone else?"
Marceline screeches from the other side of the room, slumping over the desk, her nails digging ferociously into the wood. The room freezes, waiting until the zombie believes everyone has disappeared. They're attracted by sound and movement. If the group stays still long enough, the creature gives up for a while.
Gumball looks back to Cake, hoarsely mumbling, "Gone."
The room is silent for a few moments. Then Jake says loudly, "This is bunk, man. There's no way we can survive this! We're going to die! This is pointless, hiding like this."
"I'm betting Gumball's next!" Cake says, pointing to the boy before her, "He'll be next to die!"
"Nah," Jake says, patting Finn's shoulder he continues, "I bet it'll be this guy."
"Hey!" Finn pulls away from his best friend.
"What? You get over confident."
Before anyone could say anything else, Marceline screeches bloody murder, causing everyone to hold their ears. The monster stares, wide-eyed at the metal door. There's silence for a split second as everyone glances at each other in pure horror.
And then the pounding starts.
Sorry that it's so short.