Cнαpтer ғoυr: тнe мαɴ ιɴ тнe cloѕeт
You two have been wandering the lonely, dark halls in the asylum. On some occasions, you would find papers about some workers and their occupations in the building. You came across the name, Chuck. You skimmed the paper, reading about his occupation. He was a janitor, and one fateful day, he was murdered by a group of patients in the janitor's closet. 'A sad place to die in' you thought. Suddenly, a loud bang made you jump and the papers fell out of your hands. You and Mikey both looked around, trying to indicate where the loud noise came from. 'Great, this is the part where he comes out and tries to kill us'. A door behind you swung open, hitting the wall with a loud BANG. You turned around quickly, staring into the dark room. It wasn't a room at all. It was a closet. The janitor's closet. You backed up, but only found yourself pressed against the wall. A foot stepped out of the dark space, a bare, bloody foot. Then the other foot appeared, followed by the lower torso of the man. The, the upper torso, and finally, the face of the janitor.
"Revenge." He growled menacingly.
He had cuts all over his face, and a huge gash in his chest ,where he had been stabbed, was bleeding profusely. He lunged at you, a broken, splinted broom in his hands. A chain wrapped around his arm, and Mikey pulled forcefully, knocking Chuck onto the ground. For a skinny arms janitor, he was strong, and he broke the chain with one pull, lunging at Mikey. 'Grab the other half of the broom and stab him you idiot!' You scolded yourself. You quickly grabbed the half and stabbed him straight through the ribs. It didn't slow him down at all. Instead, he pulled the now blood stained broom out of his torso, little bits of flesh hanging off of it, and threw it at you. The splinted end nicked your upper arm, creating a small gash. You winced in pain, clutching the fresh cut as blood slowly seeped out of the pores between your fingers.
"Y/n! Remember, we have to choke him!" Mikey yelled.
It all came back to you. That's how you defeated him, was by choking him with a certain item. Rope. You searched for the rope while Mikey held him off. "The janitor's closet, Y/n!" Mikey reminded you. You ran inside the closet, checking each shelf rapidly. Finally, you fond the rope. You quickly threw it towards Mikey, who caught it and managed to wrap it around the Janitor's neck. He tugged on the rope tightly, causing the janitor to choke and gurgle. Rope burns appeared on his neck as Mikey kept tugging. Finally, the janitor fell to his knees, gasping for one last breath, then, he fell limp. His body disintegrated in flaming bits, then ashes onto the ground.
"Level two. Done." You breathed, still clutching your bleeding arm.
"Come on, Y'n. Let's go find some bandages for your arm." Mikey wrapped an around your shoulders an lead you to the next hall.
Let level three begin...
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