Bloody evenings!

[John Smith]

Horror movies. There is a big audience for horror movies. We all enjoy it when something unexpected happens on the silver screens. The goose bumps and the chills going up our spine. But not all are like this. There are people who are scared to near death. People who start to cry out of fear. The people we hate in the cinemas. People who wake up with a start in the middle of the night. Who look around in their dark rooms terrified of a spirit returning from the dead with a heart lusting for revenge. Before they think: It was just a movie. There is nothing to be afraid of.

But for those unlucky few. This is not a movie. There is indeed something to be afraid of…

Around the downfall of The Hand of Fate and its underground empire in Varron City, FBI came across a large quantity of kids believed to be dead after a dual bus crash. The kids had been kidnapped by Kvist and his henchman Dean. The intentions with these kids were unknown. But the families of those lost kids rejoiced. The kid’s further fate was left to the families. When they went home to their families. Some committed suicide upon returning… Others, committed murder.

Eight students from Hircine high wake up in a small, windowless, white room. The white walls covered with thick cloth to hinder anyone from harming themselves. The roof lamp flickers at times, leaving the place in complete darkness for seconds before it flickers back into life again. In the corner closest to Ein there is a dead man. His former white medical robe covered in blood, partly his own, partly the blood of his colleagues. Someone or something cut open the throat of this man and he died just moment before the students waking up to a different world. He escaped through the door closest to a small, slim, and unconscious girl. In front of the door, there lies an old metal key. The key is covered in blood. Is the door locked? Only one way to find out. Try to open it.

All the people in the room have been stripped of all but the clothing they are wore when they were kidnapped. The interesting part comes now: Each person has been chained to someone else in the room by the ankles and wrists. The chains are 2 feet long. Ein is chained to Trent. Kai is chained to the girl. Korin is chained to a small and heavy nerd with sight problems since his glasses were removed from him. Beside those 3 couples, there is also a fourth couple consisting of a sophomore male, and a senior girl.

Who will be the first who dares to open the door? And expose the students to the horror that killed the man…? Who is man enough?

[OOC: Let the game begin!] (Always wanted to say that)

[Gilsin]

Ein's mind fuzzily began to throw itself back into motion. There were some memories cobbled together of what he was doing, but nothing about going to sleep. It was an odd thing for a man that usually had vivid memories of the last few moments before he fell asleep. Still the sleep was nothing unusual...standard blank and dreamless.

The weight on his right wrist however, was unusual.

Ein's eyes would come open and immediately look to see what appeared to be police hand cuffs with a slightly longer chain attaching him to another man. One he recognized vaguely. Still, Ein was more confused as to how he even came to this state and this padded room. The problem was there was so little known. He had to slow down his thought process a moment.

He would be forced to wait untill the others were awake as well....

"Condemn it all..."

Ein would growl under his breath, his eyes slowly taking in the details of the room. Learning it's complexities quietly. Studying the corpse and the bloodied key and wondering why the entire room wasn't stained red. And more importantly why the door wasn't when the only possible key to it thus far was....

[korin]

'What... the... fuck....'

Korin's eyes slowly peeled open. His lids felt like they had been closed for a year, nearly sewn shut with the amount of dry blood in them. As Korin realized what was on his face he brought his tanned hand to his eyes, and started clawing away at the blood. Once the hardened crusts were off of his face he felt for the source of it, and there was a small cut on the front of his head, just where his hair started. He felt it for a moment when a memory suddenly flashed toward him. All he saw was a blurred figure, and the tip of a sledge hammer that was flying in fast. Korin winced at that particular image, and slid himself up against a wall that his head had been uncomfortably resting on. Once that was done Korin looked up at his surroundings. A small, white, window-less room. Whomever had designed this particular adventure sure had some style. Korin shook his head and looked to see the others in the room. As Korin looked toward the corner where a man was laying, the light flashed off. Korin kept looking in that direction, and looked into the darkness, expecting something to come flying in and start fucking shit up. Then the light flashed back on, and he looked at the man again, only to see blood still running from his neck. The hairs on the back of Korin's neck stood on end, and he tried to slide to the opposite side of the room, when he felt something tugging on his left leg.

"A fucking chain?"

Korin looked down to see he was chained to a boy who, after having his arm tugged on, was waking up. The boy Korin was chained too looked around, squinting, and then looked at the blurry form that was Korin.

"Where's my glasses?"

Korin let out a deep sight, and laid himself down on his back, sliding closer to the boy. He let his free leg bend up, and he let the bottom of his foot come flying in to the side of the kids head, which in turn send him back into unconsciousness quite fast. Korin then sat back up again and looked around at the other people in the room. One in particular stood out. A rather large looking man, who seemed to already be awake. Korin made a mental note not to anger this large man, for even in cloth walls, he wouldn't want to get tossed around by that guy. Once the junior let himself finally stand, he brushed the dirt off his pants. Then he noticed something. There WAS dirt on his pants.

'Alright, so someone got us all in here. Apparently I am not the main part of this game, since that guy there seems to be a little more scary. They took my meds, and killed someone... freshly. And apparently I was dragged here, so I must have been out a while. I guess I should get acquainted with these people.'

"Hey, guy... Um. You got any idea what the fuck is going on?" Korin said blatantly. He wasn't about to beat around the bush with questions, without his meds it was a matter of hours before he would start diving into a nightmare world.

[Trent Davis]

Trent's eyes opened, slowly, almost as if he wasn't fazed by the new surroundings he had awoken in. In all fact, the blood and the body meant very little to him, he'd seen more than enough of that in his lifetime, but the fact he was apparently attached to someone was annoying at best.

I'll have to keep him alive and conscious, if I'm to move with any effectiveness... What a pain.

Trent had no interest in the others questions, and as such, remained silent as he slowly brought himself to a seated position, slightly pulling on Ein's wrist as he moved. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the other occupants as well as what was available to him, before he realized that his weapons had been taken from him. Without Death and Glory, Trent felt almost naked, and much more vulnerable then he had first believed. Sighing, he glanced over to who he had been chained to, and frowned, nearly growling with frustration. Of all those present, he had been attached to the one least likely to follow his directions, which would make it more difficult to escape, not to mention the fact that the two had almost, but not quite, been drawn into conflict with each other back in Varron over Melysa.

Trent's attention was drawn next to the one who had knocked his partner into unconciousness, and he began to instantly dislike this one. He seemed to be far too impulsive, his movement would be hampered by the body he would be forced to drag, and seemed to be violent simply for violence's sake. While Trent certainly had no problem with killing, there was no point to it at the moment, as it would only handicap himself.

Finally, Trent's eyes settled on the last to speak. The younger man had his own share of concerns, ones that Trent saw no point in. It was doubtful any of the ones present knew what was going on, and prodding for more information would simply delay any useful action. Rolling his eyes slightly, Trent pulled his right knee up towards himself, resting his right hand on the leg while keeping his left arm and leg motionless, before giving his reply in the quiet voice he was known for.

"It doesn't matter why we're here, as it's obviously not for our wellbeing. The sooner we get out of here, the better, though I'd rather not rush out that door into a different sort of trap. Let the girl do it."

The oldest Rydell boy pointed towards Kai's partner, who would likely soon be waking in the same condition as the rest of them. Should the door be trapped and the girl die, Kai was likely to be strong enough to carry the body until they found a way to remove the chains, and Trent certainly was not above sacrificing others in order to save himself.

[Gilsin]

Ein frowned somewhat as his wrist was tugged upon and gave the man he was currently attached to alittle slack. While he couldn't find much fault in Trent's words, his mind was already working on a somewhat better solution. After all it would be better to save the girl for some other use if possible.

"Perhaps it would be better to save the girl and somehow use the dead one to open the door. It might be beneficial to save the living girl for another use. She is rather small in comparison to the majority of us."

He already knew that this could require all of the living participants in some way, perhaps even to the point of one being the correct size or knowledge that none of the others have. To kill one off so soon could be just as much as a downfall as making sure they all stayed alive.

Ein's eyes fell to Korin quickly finding distaste for his rash behavior. This was a time for thought and patience, not to be randomly kicking things in and hoping luck holds out.

"You...you will stop and wait to think before performing any action other than breathing and blinking. Such....haste is hardly required and will soon likely find you at the end of something rather sharp or pointy."

Perhaps it was abit early to be playing the role of a leader, but Ein was merely attempting to make sure the fool lived so he might be useful in another purpose. Then again, there were no guarntees that he would listen in the least let alone actualy follow the advice if he did.

[saskai]

The cold night was that of legend. Not because of the temperature. No. It was because of what was about to go down. Mayon had no idea of what he was getting himself into. He was a nice person. One who didn’t do many bad things. But recently, Mayon was running low on money, couldn’t call his parents, as he didn’t have a job like he promised, and was desperate to make some cash before rent was due. He was given an opportunity. It didn’t matter how he found out about it or how he got involved, but it paid good money. The money was very good in fact, and Mayon just couldn’t pass it up at the time. But what was about to happen, was that in which Mayon had only thought about in the movies.

Ein, the leader of a gang, was Mayons first target. The property looked like it could be easily broken in to with the right tools. Mayon slowly unlocked the door with an old school pick and quietly opened the door. Mayon slowly approached the target. It didn’t matter where the target was or what he was doing, but it was easy to sneak up on him. Mayon reached into once of his pockets to take out a napkin and a bottle of chloroform. Mayon added some of the liquid to the napkin and went in for “the kill” as they say. He put the napkin over the face of Ein and shushed him until he finally passed out from the chemicals.

Mayon transported the body to a location told to him by his employer. He had one more person to obtain before his job was complete. Trent was just a person Mayon didn’t care for to look into. He snuck into his home the same way he did in Ein’s and pulled off the same maneuver to have him pass out. Dragging him quietly out of the house, Mayon threw Trent’s body into the back seat of Mayons car. Mayon, once again drove off to the location specified and dropped off Trent.

“This better be worth it...”

[Dean]

Dean was franticly looking around his apartment for his phone which had just gone off, after about 3 minutes of searching Dean walked up to his roommate and grabbed him by the collar “You touch my phone? Cus you know what I’ll do if you touch my things.” Dean said in a very angry tone making a pair of scissors out of his fingers. The other kid looked like he was about to wet him self when he shakily replied with “I didn’t touch it. Honest.” The kid then closed his eyes expecting to be hit but Dean simply smiled at him “Oh… well OK then. Now where the hell is that phone.” The kid would sigh in relief and fall back onto his bed. After another few minutes of searching he finally found it and checked the message on it. It simply read “School gates, now!” Dean knew better than to disrespect the man who sent this to him, so grabbing his coat Dean would leave to apartment and wave at his roommate and darted out the building.

After arriving at the school gates Dean looked at the person who had sent him the message “good to see your fine and well Kvist. What you need me for?” Dean would ask calmly. “Two students, Kai and Korin. Bring them to this address.” Kvist would hand Dean a piece of paper. Dean would look at it then place it in his pocket. “I recommend using these, as not to attract attention.” Kvist would hand Dean a syringe and a small plastic bottle with a name Dean could not pronounce. “Ill have them to you soon.” With that Dean would walk off and set about his task.

Dean had heard about Kai but very little about Korin, so just incase Dean decided to bring something to use incase the drug didn’t work or was unable to use it. Dean would get into the school janitors closet and take the sledgehammer that was in the corner, Dean had a very strong arm so holding it in 1 hand would be easy, and Dean would hide the stick up the sleeve of his very long leather jacket.

Dean had asked around to see if anyone had seen Korin during the day and they said he was heading away from the school, it didn’t take long for Dean to find him, keeping his distance Dean knew that he wouldn’t be able to get the inject him in time, lucky for Dean he had the sledgehammer. After about 30 minutes of following him Korin entered an empty back street, Dean used this chance to strike. “Hey Korin!” Dean would shout, as soon as he turned round Dean swung his right arm (the one with the sledgehammer in) full force at Korin, Dean’s hand would be loosely open to allow the handle to slip out so he could grab it at the end to use it more effectively. The metal part would hit Korin’s head making him collapse on the ground; Dean would then inject Korin with whatever was in the bottle, it was supposed to put them to sleep. Flipping open his phone Dean would call his roommate to meet him near the street. No questions asked his roommate drove them to the set location; Dean would drop off Korin and go searching for Kai.

Dean had found out where Kai lived and decided that would e the best place to look, some 20 minutes of walking and Dean arrived at the kid’s front door ‘Last one.’ Dean thought as he pulled a small kit that looked like a Swiss army knife, pulling one of the metal parts out Dean would mess around with the lock using it, and after a few seconds the door opened. Dean kept the door just slightly open incase Kai was home, he was but he was facing the other way, Dean would keep the door as it was and would use the rest of the liquid from the bottle in the syringe and then slowly open the door, not making a sound Dean entered the room, knowing he had to get to Kai quickly Dean would make some noise as he approached him but quickly stab Kai in the neck with the syringe and press down on the top, instantly Kai dropped to the floor, Dean would once again call his friend to come pick him up a Kai’s address, dragging him to the car was easy, Dean tossed Kai on the back seat and his head banged on the opposite door “Back to this address.” Dean would show him the piece of paper Kvist gave him and they began to drive, less than 10 minutes passed and they arrived at the destination. Dean would hop out the car and drag Kai from the back, he had some blood on him, it was Korin’s “hey, yu got blood in the back of your car; I suggest you clean it up.” With that Dean would drop off the body at the same place as Korin, before leaving Dean would take all their things but their clothes. Dean smiled when he saw the medication Korin had on him “What are these for I wonder?” Dean knew in a way, he had taken them once before but felt they made him too calm. As Dean was about to take his leave another person came up to him with yet another note saying to meet Kvist somewhere, Dean knew pretty much where it was and arrived their quickly. “What is it you require now?” Dean would ask looking directly at Kvist, Kvist would turn in his chair “Nothing for now, just watch and enjoy.” Kvist would post at a series of monitors ‘Kvist… What have you got planned.’ Dean would think as he moved to a nearby wall and leaned against it, watching the monitors.

[John Smith]

The people in the room woke up one by one. One went back into his dream world again, and the chances of him waking up to this nightmare again was slim. The senior and sophomore chained together both backed up to the wall farthest away from the corpse. Kai’s girl reluctantly followed him to the door, after she had cried. She thought she had been raped by Kai at start, when she realised the real situation, she completely burst into silent tears. When Kai first tried the door, he would find it locked. When he used the key and opened it, the door would swing out. If Kai looked closely, he would see flames at the far end of the hallway. But almost a moment after Kai opening the door, the light flickered out. Footsteps could be heard. Quick footsteps. Suddenly they ended, and a moment later, the lights flickered back on again. Kai would see a an eleven-year-old boy mid air before him, his face smeared in blood.

It was the youngest of the kids who had been taken back then. His clothing was simple grey, or had been simple grey. Now. It had bloodstains on it. His once vivid blue eyes had turned into nothing at all. The boy was blind. He had been among those who had tried to commit suicide. Acid. The most painful way he could chose. He lifted the acid up high and prepared to take his last bath when it had slipped. His eyes burning beyond repair. The area around his eyes burned into disfiguration. Swollen with burn marks and skin melted down to cover his left eye. He was a miserable sight. But so would the people in there also be soon.

He would have a split second to realise that the kid was there and react accordingly. Inhumane speed would be required. To make matters worse for Kai. His girl had backed away when the lights had gone out, leaving his left side exposed to the boy who was more predator than man. Jumping for the side of the neck with his corner teeth. His small teeth probably unable to make any serious damage to Kai, but it would be painful. Very painful. Both his small hands grasping for some part of Kai’s clothing to secure his grip on him. It was only a short glimmer of light Kai would get, because that split second Kai had to react in was the split second the light was back. It flickered into darkness again.

[korin]

Korin listened intently to the sour words shot at him. It was more like hearing a big man try to feel bigger. However that made him even more dangerous. Not only was that man big, but he had the same need for attention that a child had. That meant he was going to be a hassle to work with, because even if he faked maturity, he would still look for a target in each situation. With this in mind Korin allowed himself to examine the boy next to him, chained to him but knocked out. Korin then saw the other boy get up and walk toward the door, only to attempt opening it. Once he did the light flickered once, and before Korin could realize what exactly was going on Kai had been viciously attacked by an insane and rather ugly-looking kid. Korin couldn't help but jump back as the crazy kid was floored by the kid, and then suddenly Korin realized something.

His psychosis was kicking in.

It wasn't quite at the mode where he saw things, but he could hear light whispers in his ears. The words weren't clear but he made some things up. Word's like 'bite' and 'chain' were easily recognizable. But the rest was a blur. Before Korin knew it his attention was drawn to his own chain, still on his ankle leading to the kids wrist. Quickly Korin came close to the nerdy kid, and started tugging on his hand. He knew that if he squeezed tight enough he might actually slip the kid's hand through the chain, and then be allowed full independent movement. No such luck. Before Korin realized it he was desperately clawing at the kids arm, however then he glanced up. Once making sure no one was looking at him, Korin turned away from the crowd, and brought the arm close to him.

'It... it's fine. I have to do it.. r... right? He'll survive... right? It's what I have to do!'

Korin's mouth gaped open wide, and he let his tongue touch the boy's hand, just lower than the chain, before his teeth came down. With adrenaline and fear on his side, working his way into the flesh was a matter of seconds. Biting, gnawing, and tearing away until finally some blood squirted into his mouth. Once this was done it became easier, like having a whole in plastic wrap. He began to eat away at the flesh and muscle. His teeth violently rifled through the layers of human skin as he attempted to make the hand small enough to get the thing off. Be brought it all the way up to where the palm started, but just couldn't get it off. Korin bite his was to the bone in the wrist, and didn't want to eat anymore.

After a quick glance back, showing anyone who happened to be looking a bloodied face, Korin brought his arm up, and lifted the arm while simultaneously hitting the bone with a palm strike. It only took three of these to break through the bone, and then Korin let the hand slip out of the chain the other way. He could hear the nerd moaning as huge amounts of blood stained the carpet, and then looked up at the group.

"Let's... just get the FUCK out of here!"

[Gilsin]

Ein's eyes were starting to ache from the rapid adjustments they kept trying to make from the flickering light. His pupils sometimes dilating improperly in the light, causing Ein to squint when the light flickered on for long moments.

For this reason the events that transpired when Kai opened the door were almost a mystery to Ein. He would see the boy open the door and give a suprised and almost horrified look. Ein would also see a blur of flesh and gray-red cloth, but in another moment it would be gone. The event would be confusing, but with his eyes finally working properly he would stand quickly.

Of course when they did Ein saw that the foolishly violent boy had already paniced and began eating through his partner's wrist in an attempt to free himself. By the time Ein saw this the damage was already done, but the fool needed afew good hits to wake him from the nightmare.

Ein would move quickly across the room, dragging Trent and letting the metal cuffs cut into his flesh if need be. It would only be afew steps to him and while the idiot was busy eating the wrist Ein would savagely kick him in the side of his head to wake him from his dementia.

Ein would near growl out words after his attack, reguardless of it's impact on the intended victim.

"You idiotic lout, he might have known something. Now do you know what he'll do if he wakes up? He'll probably just scream that his hand isn't there! What if he was needed? What if you have just doomed yourself to death?"

[Trent Davis]

The instant that Trent saw the disfigured boy, he nearly burst out laughing. The burns on his eyes were obviously painful, something that excited the older man immensely. Now why didn't I ever use acid... Making a mental note to experiment with such chemicals on someone later, he stood in the same motion as Ein did, so as not to get dragged along the floor as the larger man moved about.

However, the wet, meaty sounds soon drew Trent's attention.

His eyes turned to Korin, watching the man bite into his partners arm, and Trent's tongue ran across his own teeth in response, caressing the incisors as if it were him doing the very deed. His eyes began to close, relying on the sounds to guide him through the actions transpiring, before a tug on his wrist jerked him out of his fantasy world. Ein was moving towards the cannibalistic student, and Trent simply followed, knowing full well there was little hope for him to overpower the other student. After Ein followed through with his kick and spoke, Trent saw fit to add in his own words.

"You get an 'A' for creativity, but an 'F' for application. Mess up a third time, and I'll save whoever's caught us the trouble of handing you the messy death you deserve... dirt blood."

Trent was, of course, referring to his own belief that those who were not of his bloodline were simply scum, though those present likely had no knowledge of this. He turned away, looking towards the door instead, feeling as if he should pull his hair out in frustration. Had he been on his own, Trent would have simply killed the boy and be done with it, but Ein's suggestion of needing most everyone alive was something he couldn't easily go against. If he disagreed with his chain partner, it would eventually lead to division over other matters, and possibly to infighting, which would become troublesome for both, as the loser would be dragged along the floor as the winner attempted to escape.

Frowning, Trent's gaze passed to Kai and his partner, for now.

"Any more children that need to be put down? Or can we leave this room and see what sort of... fun, is in store?"

[korin]

As Korin had began to release himself he felt a jolt of pain run through his head. He closed his eyes slowly, and opened them shortly after, only to realize he had been thrown to the side. Looking up to see the big guy's foot coming down, Korin couldn't help but feel idiotic. However the ringing in the Junior's ears wasn't allowing him to think clearly about what his next set of actions would be. As the other boy spoke up, with the arrogance that one would have, had they DELIVERED the kick, Korin chuckled to himself. Apparently the weak minded large one had a less-dangerous weak minded partner. Neither of them had proved themselves useful in anything but talking down to the people that could very well save their lives. Meanwhile the boy who Korin had thought nothing of at the start, had already brought them a step toward the conclusion of this little experience. Now Korin couldn't help but wonder who was the more feeble one of the two who had just attacked him both physically and orally. Would it be the big-bodied brainless machine? Or perhaps it was the childish boy looking for attention.

"Dirt blood? Interesting deduction coming from someone who is being dragged around like a piece of trash by an obviously superior warrior."

Korin spoke with a sharp knife of a tongue. The kind of words that burrowed into the enemies pride, and got ready to start ripping it apart from the inside out. Would this boy be offended? Probably. Would he seem offended? Probably not. Chances were he was the kind of fool who tried to make it look like nothing effected him to secure the position of walking wall. As if they are invincible to all forms of attack and dish out a beating every time. Even though all it takes is a little water, and a cold atmosphere to destroy it completely. Each crack this wall takes, it would still stubbornly stand. It was the immediate shell that an insecure child ran too.

Korin allowed himself to stand, in the corner that the large one had so viciously kicked him too. Although the side of Korin's head was still pounding, he could think relatively straight enough. He would have to get it tested for a concussion once he was out of this whole mess.

"Insults aside, perhaps it would be best if we went through this door before whoever or whatever brought us here sends another acid-crazed kid our way." Korin commented.

'It's strange but, that guy kicking me actually relaxed me a little bit. I'm not sure whether that is a good or bad sign, but at least I can temporarily think clearly. Maybe this large one had a mind hidden deep in that thick skull after all. Either way, the one who just floored the acid boy better speak up quickly or this is likely to become an arena.'

[John Smith]

Flying back is what the kid did. But the center of gravity is at or around the mid section of the human body. So like weights did when something pushed one end, the other scale tipped. The kid might be out, but he still had some serious forward energy. And as a wheel, when something went back, the other went forth. His right foot would slide up Kai's leg and strike balls as he was still stepping back. Nothing hard, just a, little more than a grace, hit. The kid went back after that. Sliding across the ground, adding some scraping to his back before he simply lay unconscious on the cold white concrete floor. There were semi thick blue lines going at the edge of the hallway.

When the light finally flickered back on again, one man was being a cannibal, and others were verbally engaging him. But over that useless speaking something else could be heard, doors swinging open and closed. It was the doors at the hallway, either they were automatic and the system had overloaded or else someone was having fun with the door open and close switch. They swung open at apparently random times, but given enough time, someone would recognise a pattern. Inside some rooms, a bloodbath showed itself; others were empty, and yet in other rooms people were hiding and moving up against the wall. They had been lucky to survive… This long. And approaching them would be beyond stupidity.

Exactly at the opposite end of the hallway. A large glass frame, covered by the smoke by the flames in the middle of the hallway. A gap still existed between the wall and the flames, but they would have to act quickly if they were to make it. And unless Korin had chewed all his way through his chain buddy, he would have trouble making it in time, unless he proved stronger than he looked, of course. With the current drama going on, they might not make it, as we were talking about half a minute. And this wasn’t just a small bon fire. At the narrowest point there were 10 feet across. High flames, impossible to traverse. The clock was ticking.

The large glass frame at the end was bulletproof and soundproof at the same time. But someone was in there. The frame of a man could be seen. His face and body covered in darkness, for there was no light in that room. Only the random flickers and fire lighted the hallway.

The clock was ticking.