Chapter seven; I'm doing something

"You know what we will deal with the seer siblings later, we still have a lot of shits to deal with, so please we die one still at a time all this talk about the future is creeping me out this isn't a movie so let's keep visions to our selves" Dylan huffed getting up to his feet the dizziness made him lean against the wall.

" I'm starving, how do we get out of this shit holl!" Leigh yelled growling as she realized a sigh which came as a shaky breath, looking around her eyes landed on the couples in the room holding hands as one of them slept.

Josh notice he was being stared at, looking directly towards Leigh add he held on to April, "You both seem to talk a lot about no mission You got any clues on how we would escape the first round of this shit hole? " Leigh's voice trailed off a bit into a mixture of a British accent and something else.

"Formerly British" Tristan asked.

Leigh looked at the obnoxious looking boy before not any reply not in a nodding a reply towards his direction, "I mean honestly, I have never really watched the show from the beginning. Josh took a pause "I usually just join my friends  at the final tournament that is when you survive all games get harder and people die fast so I don't get attached to characters and we've never for once seen the contestants struggle for life like we are doing right now"

He had to take a deep breath after explaining that, Looking around as the reality of everything hit him There was a probability or his girlfriend died sighing as his head landed against the wall. It doesn't help that there has been no survivals in all editions.

He suddenly began to wish he had believed his girlfriend when she said the show looks too good to be fake, Looking down at April as snored lightly her forehead had little creases on top of them as she had dried up tears on her chin wiping them off as good as I can trying to hide his fingers which were starting to shake in fear.

Leigh gave up on the couples for any clues as they are as clueless as everyone in this room was. Looking around the room eyes can't every corner Every look every cranny. "Wait what's that If this was an escape room literally anything can be a clue" She raised up to our feet motion to a crease on the wall.

Leigh's sudden movement sent a glimmer of hope towards them as they watched with a anticipation hoping and praying it was a clue. She tugged at the rope feeling a pull under her fingers, She added more pressure, her heartbeat racing As she picked up the pace,

The room was sent back to its original state in no time as she gave up on the dead end apparently it was probably a rope that's got stuck on the wall during construction, she heaved a wary frustrated sigh punching the wall.

"It was literally useless" she threw her hands up in the air, As she fought back the wave of tears the disappointment brought." This is stupid This is all very very stupid and anybody who is probably watching right now should really go to hell all I want to do is go home" Audrey's voice was loud enough to wake up few people who are fallen back to sleep.

Do you want to fill back into an eerie silence as they all just sat down not moving about,

"Hold on not to give you all another fit of false hope" Myra quickly added So ad to avoid the disappointment that may come afterwards If this was another dead end. Keeping her eyes glue to the wall,

"I can't be the only one That notices the fact that the painting on the wall is actually irregular and doesn't fit the rest of the painting One looks old and the other looks new.

Dylan perked up at the observation. Standing up as her notices the irregularity of the wall just as she pointed out.

" Wait you are actually right, It looks new and different What do you think that means" blue a boy who just had the effect of sedative wear off about a couple of minutes ago stood up to his feet He was actually much more stronger and could under the after effects of the sedative better than any one of them.

"I honestly hope it means something at this point I would take anything" Myra said mostly to her self, peeling off the paint on the wall thankfully she had long nails which enabled her to move swiftly.

Soon enough or does joined in with silence but speed As the anticipation in the room kept on building and growing, soon enough they we're done peeling of the new pain of the wall.

Myra steeped back as the realization dawned on them, "It's a freaking door, how the fuck did we not notice that, who builds a door as flat as a wall?" Dylan scoffed in annoyance.

" A suck bastard who didn't want us to find it in the first place" Tristan said in all spite running his hands through his hair, more people closed in as Myra placed her ear on the door to listen to what's on the other side of the door.

The constant whispering kept distracting her concentration "Would y'all like keep quiet or jeez" Myra scolded as she was met with silence going back to listen, it  was quiet maybe a little too quiet.

Fitting her fingers to what was supposed to be a door knob she pulled at the door carefully to avoid the annoying creases doors makes a few of them stepped back making Myra eye roll at their reaction.

Keaton held her back " You don't need to do this honestly," he whispered as she nodded looking down at his hand on her wrist, she shurgged the touch off it sent an odd feeling of comfort, a feeling she did not need from anyone and especially not a boy

"The irony of everything is I actually need to do this because no one can or no one else is volunteering to do it" placing her hands back into the wall she tried to pinch the knob squeezing took a whole lot more effort but soon enough, she got the hand of it"

Myra felt her heart beating In a mouth literally, She paused As she tried to swallow the bile which was already forming pulling the door open, she was submerged into darkness. Completely forgets in the fact that she had a slight case of night's blindness.

Still scanning the environment, She noticed the figure, a figure of a man in the dark She couldn't tell down to details but she could have sworn he had a gun, His back was facing her, that was all she could pick out.

The silence in the room was building up the tension that followed, pulling her self back she shut the door, "I.. I.. I Have nights blindness so I could barely pick out what I saw but I'm definitely sure there is a man out there and only 80% sure he has a gun"

She said as she struggled to getting her composure, Keaton moved around her avoiding hey gaze, the hostile energy she was giving off was currently starting to mess with his head, They got kidnapped together All he was trying to do was just comfort her all this hostility wasn't really necessary.

He ignored that to face the elephant in the room, or in this case outside the room. Opening the door, every creak it made was literally causing a pull and a hitch on his breathing, soon enough he successful opening the door wide ethnic to fit his head.

Mimicking Myra's movement he liked his head out equally, he could see with no problem and she was right, there was a figure in the dark and it had a gun, he couldn't tell what model but he was sure the person had a mask on and was bobbin his head, he was listening to songs.

"You are right he definitely has a gun and we have nothing at all, he seems distracted though, he was bobbing guys head so I can't to the conclusion he was listening to something" Ignoring Keaton, I have a plan"

Myra never really had a thing for stop lights at one time she craved it now it was repulsing to think of, "Is suicide but then what choice do I have? Ripping the sleeves of her shirt off, tying both ends together, she wrapped them around her hands.

"You honestly don't need to play hero" Keaton warned as he watched myra pulling her hair up into a bun. "at least I'm doing something" she snapped back so him, He ended up taking a voluntary step backwards leaving her to do her thing.

If you can't stand the sight of blood I advise you do not watch this!