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Six skeletons sat on different couches, pared in twos. Few held displeased expressions while others were alright with picks. Horror and Lust sat together on one of the smaller couches, the two pressed together closely due to the small size. Neither of them complained though.

Two the right of them is Killer and Dream on a larger couch, at a decent distance. Killer looked rather annoyed with his pairing, and his reasons were quite obvious.

Killer had wanted to pair up with Nightmare, but he should've second guessed his luck because as soon as he was able to get past a few of the fellow skeletons in his way, Nightmare was nowhere to be found, as well as Cross. He then got paired up with Nightmare's twin instead, Dream. He didn't even get to partner up with at least someone he knew! This was unfair in his book!

Either way, he knew his chances were small, even if Cross and Nightmare hadn't left without them. The two have been...touchy and nice to each other lately. And the more he thought about it, he saw hints of this a few years back...it's just been stronger now for some reason...They couldn't be together- That's impossible and he knows that!

Killer sighed, put his skeletal hands up to his forehead, trying to clear those thoughts. "You think you're going to be alright?" Horror questioned Killer, worrying slightly for one of his pals.

"...I'll be fine." Killer gave a blunt answer, as he usually does, just less formal from possible stress and with the new situation at hand.

"If you say so Kills." The bloodied skeleton looked over at Lust after finishing his sentence.

"Alright everyone! We're heading out! We'll see you soon!" Blue yelled cheerfully as Dust was at his side. The two were already getting ready once they met up and declared each other as partners. Though, even with Blue's happy attitude and all, Killer could see Dust mouth 'If we do see each other again' slightly.

Everyone seems to be taking this as they're going to die here, they shouldn't have to worry so much, it's just a house for pete's sake- they've dealt with worse. There's nothing to fear. Perhaps the atmosphere could be the cause for some of the fear here for few. The air felt dusty, even with everything clean of dust, and the patterns on the walls seemed a bit grim and crazy, as nothing was just one color or the normal design like stripes and polka dots.

Instead everything had these intense and crowded designs, and few had dead animals or even people as designs, it was like a freak show honestly.

But with that, Dust and Blue headed out the door, heading for the right hallway then the left. They obviously wanted to see what was down here first.

Ink had already left and most likely caught up with Error with whatever he was looking, didn't he talk about this weird inside wall staircase for the chandelier and a weird attic? Whatever, that's their problem now.

"Well, we better head out too. We're checking out the second floor just to let you two know." Horror addressed to Killer and Dream. Dream nodded and Killer looked up at Horror. "Don't die on me if some horrible monster lives here or some shit ok?" The more intimidating one put his hand to a fist and put it in front of Killer.

"Say it's a promise." The black teared skeleton spoke back. He fulfilled the fist bump as his hand clutched onto itself and hit horror's hand in the same position. The bloodied one chuckled as confident Lust and Cocky Horror leave the room and started traveling up the stairs.

With that, only two remained.

"So...what do ya say we check out the third floor?"

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The sound of glass shards being moved around could be heard throughout this insane hallway. A small skeleton was walking over the mountain of glass, his mind in another world, not wanting to be in this one.

His head pounded after what the hell just happened. Why was he even here? He should be back in the save screen waiting to chat with someone. But besides that, he needed to know the way out of here. After what happened, the fragile skeleton doesn't wish to be in this nightmare of a house.

Moving down the hallway, doors were actually there, but all were empty. The floors squeaked underneath the small skeleton's weight , despite him being rather light. He reached out his small skeletal hand to one of the doors. The metal was cold for the door handle but the skeleton could care less about how it feels. Opening it slowly, it revealed a small staircase going downwards.

Ok, small could be an understatement. It was rather long, spiraling down to who knows where. But the blood scared skeleton is willing to take that risk. So he started climbing and climbing...

. . .

The skeleton had been walking steps for a good 12 minutes. The stairways was nothing he'd see anywhere. He had first started to walk down the steps but once he had gotten to a certain part of the staircase, the stairs had started to travel up, like it was some sort of jolly ride at an amusement park. The stairs kept this pattern for a rather long time. How the hell was there this much room for a staircase? The white dressed skeleton felt like he was running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running in circles until...

He got himself to a door. The door was rather tall, almost as tall as three skeletons at a normal height would be if they stood on each others' shoulders. The tall door was dressed in a perally white, and was seemingly thin, as some gust of wind was able to open it.

It revealed a strange room, with multiple doors in each corner of the room. All of the doors had heavy chains and locks on them as if they didn't want to release whatever was staying in those rooms of terrors, or what is even in there. For all we know it could of been extra rooms of storage or where someone hides their yaoi porn when friends come over. You could never know.

But that's stupid. The skeleton had already gone through a bit of a ride from the first hour of being in this house that nothing could just be as simple as that. The more he looked around the room though, the more he noticed. There was a trapped door up at the rather short ceiling, and it showed no locks and seemed old and worn down.

But just to the fragile skeleton's luck as soon as he started walking towards into the room; while crouched down, and heading to the trapped door, The door quickly opened, or more like was broken into a million bits as a figure fell from it.

Geno gasped back instantly going back to the doorway. The fallen figure groaned, his voice deep and slightly in pain. It was obvious that this was a skeleton, with it's white bones showing.

It only took Geno to realize who had fallen down.

Geno breathed in and out shakily before saying.....

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Ah the cliffhangers are strong today bOis GUrLs- 

And Before you start yelling at me to go ahead and say what Geno was going to say-

Aren't you glad I updated this book-

Yesterday you got a chapter and today you also get a chapter-

I'm on a Roll Ya'll-

Though school is going to get in the way again- But y E ah 

I hope you enjoyed this chapter~

-MAA

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