(A.N.-Hello! This is Cassi, OneLessHeartToBreak, and Kara . [:
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She unfolded the tiny piece of paper that lay in her shaking hands. A gust of icy wind blew through the holes of the old wooden walls. She looked around the room before first looking at the name in her hand.
A small twinge of excitement ran through her cold body. Through the corner of her dark brown eyes, she saw Maddi next to her, reading the name she received. Along with the excitement, there was also fear. It was the beginning of the game, and she wondered who had her.
“This is the safe house…right?” She asked; she always had to be sure of everything.
“Yes.” They all sighed in unison.
Besides herself, there were five others playing; Dade, Maddi, Rylie, Bellie, and Violet. Anyone of those people could have her.
She sat looking down at her paper. She kept folding and unfolding the paper. She was beginning to feel unnerved.
“Is there a bathroom here?” She asked, looking around the abandoned house.
The house was large, and had two floors. The old, splintering, dark wood seemed to be holding up pretty well. There were splits in the wood, which exposed small openings into the house. The small spiral staircase seemed to be the only thing that could potentially break any minute.
“Probably, it’s still a house. Houses have bathrooms.” Violet answered with annoyance coursing through her words.
“Where is it?”
“How am I supposed to know?” Violet rolled her big blue eyes.
“I’ll help you find it!” Rylie said, a little too cheerfully. There was a hint of deviousness in her small voice.
Both girls stood from the giant blanket that was spread across the floor. They walked together, first searching the downstairs. When they didn’t find it, they decided to travel upstairs. They both took their time walking up the creaking staircase.
“There,” Rylie pointed to the first door on their left.
She nodded and made her way into the small bathroom. When she closed the door, she heard Rylie run down the stairs giggling to herself. She rolled her eyes and laughed quietly to herself. The mirror in front of her portrayed a foggy image of herself. She ran the hot water into the dusty sink. When it filled up, she splashed the water on her face. She sighed with relief. The drastic change from cold to hot felt amazing to her.
She heard the stairs creak as someone made their way up them. She ignored the sound, and plunged her face into the water. When she tried to lift her head for air, she was stopped by a hand. It grasped firmly onto her hair and forced her face further into the water.
After a painfully long few seconds, she felt the crisp air hit her face forcefully. She opened her eyes to find a blurry figure in front of her. The water stung inside of her eyes as she tired desperately to leave the room.
“Don’t leave yet,” The voice neared her. “The game just started.” Suddenly, she felt a knife break through her sensitive skin and into her empty stomach.
Her killer dropped the knife and ran back down the stairs. For a few hours, the body lay there—motionless. Downstairs, the group started to get anxious.
“What’s taking her so long?” Dade spoke up. “She’s been gone for a while.”
“I’ll go look for her.” Bellie said, flashing a flirty smile towards Dade.
She stood up, and went on her journey to the bathroom. She knocked quietly on the door.
“Ash,” She waited for a reply. “Open the door, Ash.”
When no one answered, she decided to open herself—not knowing what was waiting for her on the other side of the door. The bottom of the wooden door hit something hard—causing it to stop. Bellie looked down and smacked her soft hand over her mouth. A shriek erupted in her throat as she processed what she saw.
“Ashlinn!” She screamed, crouching down beside her dead friend. “Guys!” She said as loudly as humanly possible. “She’s dead!”
The rest of the group ran up the stairs and looked at Ashlinn. There were a few screams, and a lot of tears.
“Guys. Guys!” Bellie yelled to get everyone’s attention. “What do we do?” The panicked expression was written well across her face.
“Call the cops, dumb ass!” Violet yelled with a mixture of fear and shock.
“No, we can’t do that.” Dade spoke up.
“Why not?” Maddi asked slowly.
“We’re not allowed to be here. This is government property.” Rylie answered for Dade.
“But Ashlinn was killed; I think that’s worse.” Bellie fought.
“I really don’t think we should.” Dade said with uneasiness clear in his voice.
While the rest fought, Bellie crouched down beside Ashlinn. There was a small blood-stained note resting lightly on Ashlinn’s stomach. She could barely make out the tiny print words, but when she pieced it together, her heart jumped.
The tiny note read: Who do you have?
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ParanoiaMystery / Thriller
The game is called paranoia. Everyone gets a name. The object of the game is to 'kill' that person. This time, the game was taken too far. And now, someone has to die.