"The door, it-it opened." I stuttered into the telephone.

"Mine too." Noah replied.

"I'm going to walk out." I said.

"What if it's dangerous? Something bad happened to the world and we are the survivors?" He asked.

"There are six of us, Noah." I whispered into the telephone.

"I'm coming out too." he said and the line went silent.

I put the telephone back in its place and made my way towards the door.

I peeked outside.

Empty.

Long corridor.

Six doors.

Friends.

I opened the door. It creaked. I stopped.

I looked around.

Empty.

I resumed opening my door.

I walked out into the corridor to analyze it. Find anything that will help me save myself and my other friends.

Friends.

Do they even remember that all of us are friends?

What if they are....

Breathe Kayla. Focus. Don't let anything distract you.

As I passed by the doors, each door had a number.

4.3.2.1.

6. Noah.

I walked back and found 6.

Open door.

I walked into the wooden room.

It looked just like mine.

Small.

Wooden everything.

Mirrors.

Telephone.

As my eyes landed on the last thing in the room, I screamed.

Dead body of...

Noah Williams.

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