A/N: I meant to say at the end of last chapter, Apollo's outfit in this story is the same as his DLC outfit in Dual Destinies, but without the book bag.
Also, I was going to try to do the time stamp thing, but I think I'll just do the date at the beginning of the chapter, and when it switches. No more location or time!
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Chapter Three – Why Now!?
Apollo
August 4
"Touché," Ema replied to my teasing, pointing her slice of pizza at me before taking a bit. He eyes widened for a moment in surprise before closing in pleasure at the taste. I grinned.
"Carnival food is the best," I declared, and at the moment, I felt that way. I took another bite of my pizza while Ema nodded.
Today is going great! Better then I could have hoped! I thought happily.
Just then, my phone went of. I pulled it out to find a text message.
From an anonymous sender.
Strange…
I opened it.
'Come to the mirror hall of the Haunted House in 2 minutes, or someone dies. Do NOT tell your girlfriend, or someone dies.'
My eyes widened, and I choked on my pizza.
"Hey, what is it?" Ema asked with a look of concern. I dropped the slice back to my plate and stood. The Haunted House was clear across the Amusement Park! How was I supposed to make it there in two minutes!?
"I-I have to go. I'll be right back. Don't follow me!" I said, before sprinting off, trying to make it in time.
Why now!? What the hell is going on!? I thought, trying to lengthen my strides, while also dodging around confused and angry people.
Somehow, I made it to the Haunted House and inside, to Mirror Hall, in a minute and a half.
Panting hard, I looked around. True to it's name, the walls were covered with mirrors, and my disheveled reflection looked back at me from all kinds of angles. It was creepy.
Perfect for a Haunted House.
"Who the hell are you?" a voice suddenly demanded from behind. I turned to find myself face to face with a woman who had to be in her early 30s. She was about the same height as me, with long black hair that cascaded down her back to her hips, and dark brown eyes. "Are you the one who sent me that letter?"
"Letter, what letter?" I demanded, turning to fully face her. "I'm only here because-" my words turned into a strangled cry of alarm as someone, a man in a mask, rushed up behind the woman and slammed her in the back. A blade suddenly ripped through the left side of her chest. I caught her as she stumbled forward. She looked up at me with confused eyes.
"Wha…?" she asked, before coughing. I winced as blood splattered into my face, before looking up at her attacker.
He was holding a bat, and staring directly at me. I carefully lowered the woman down, backing up. He rushed forward.
I turned to run.
CRACK!
Pain flared in my head, and lights popped in front of my eyes. I stumbled forward, somehow managing to keep my balance, and ran for all I was worth.
The corridors of the Haunted House twisted and turned. I was confused, nauseatingly dizzy, probably from the blow to my head.
Finally I turned left, into a door, and slammed it shut behind me. The room looked like a storage room. I stumbled over to some boxes.
...My eyesight was starting to dim...
...I wedged myself behind the boxes...
...Everything went dark...
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A/N: Shorter chapter, but oh well!
Poor Polly!