I have to warn you that this chapter is rather short. Most of that episode in the game was just Chris and Ashley walking around so it was really hard to add excitement to it. I also wanted to leave some room for more chapters so this isn't a five chapter thing. (also want to say I haven't proof-read this yet because it's 11:40 at night and I want to sleep) (Update: someone needed to tell me to GET SOME SLEEP OMG- )

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Bo watched as Ashley fussed with her jacket in nervousness as they made their journey to rescue Sam.

"Ash," She set her hand on the frightened girl's shoulder, "we'll be fine. Chris and I got away from this Psycho, whoever he is, we can get away from him again."

"Yes, I know you did. But you also lost one in the process!" She argued. Bo glanced away from Ashley.

"And there's not a second I don't think about him," She whispered to herself, keeping her head down as she allowed Ashley to move forward in front of her. A stream of hopeful light from the outside shone on her, a hole in the ceiling allowing it to move freely. She looked up into it, feeling it on her sickly face.

Then she threw up again.

This time, Ashley raced back to rub her back as she did so, Bo's hair was already out of her face in a bun.

"You know, I can take Bo back, Chris! This is too scary for me anyways," Ashley offered. Bo shook her head and stuck out her hand to Chris.

"No, no, I'm fine. I can save Sam with you guys. Don't render me useless, please, Chris." Hobbling back up, she spit to the side, regaining confidence. He stared at her for a while, almost like a Western standoff. Finally he sighed and gave Bo a small, quirky, smile.

"Alright, you can help. I won't make you go back," he agreed, making Bo's face light up.

"Let's go find Sam!" She cheered, hoarsly. She limped forward, turning the corner energetically to find a crumbled doorway made of the same material the walls were. "Woah guys, another room." She announced, before entering it and waiting for her other two friends with the flashlights. Bo forgot how scary the dark was and as she was encaved in it, that irrational fear built up again before she raced off with a glimp back to find them.

All three of them went into the room, together this time, and Bo was finally able to make out those shapes she couldn't see beforehand. They staggered off into the exit and continued on.

"More hallways!?" Bo sighed.

"Last hallway." Chris hoped, and lead the pack into a room that was lit up by a lantern hanging from the ceiling. The room held a mannequin chained to a plank board, and Bo felt herself chained just as the mannequin was and looked away quickly, trying to get that image out of her head.

While Bo was fantasizing over the past, she didn't realize that Ashley and Chris were already sneaking into another room. Sighing once, she took one last look at the mannequin before having enough and following the two, angrily.

"This man is messing with me," Bo whispered to Chris, who was letting Ash lead.

"What do you mean?" He whispered back.

"Did you not see that whole setup back there? The-the mannequin chopped in half, chained to the plank!" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Now you're the one reaching, Bo. We need to find Sam at all costs, we need to keep it together and get us all out of this place. Lucky for us, Matt and Emily are looking for help as we speak." He used his strange way of comforting on Bo, and for some weird reason it worked. Then again, Bo needed all kinds of comforting at that moment.

A sound behind them made all three of them quickly turn around in alert, already used to the jumpscares the house had in store for them.

"This whole place is full of meathooks and blades," Bo pointed out. "I can't handle this," she crouched down and hid her face behind her hands.

"Bo, please, you've kept us going this long when we wanted to turn back," Ashley bent down next to her, "Come back up and be the brave and witty Bo Tracy we know, and I love." She gave her tortured friend a long hug before hearing Chris swear loudly.

"What?" Ashley got up, helping Bo with her, "What is it?"

"It's pictures of us," Chris explained, Ashley and Bo hurrying over. In deed, there was pictures of all of them. Bo's eyesight trailed right away on the one of her and Josh, with his face 'x'ed out.

"Oh, Lord." She looked up to the ceiling, her eyes closing before she walked away. "Please give me the strength to go on, I can't do this, I can't...but I have to."

With great determination, she limped as fast as she could to the door across from them and swung it open.

"Come on, we gotta go." She nodded her head once towards the open and unexplored room. "Oh my..." She cursed as Ashley and Chris stood next to her. "That is one vintage VCR." She joked, laughing and then coughing.

"What did I say about the jokes, Bo?" Chris teased her with only half-truth to his statement.

"Sorry." She coughed one last time before stepping wholly into the room. Chris moved before them and crept closer to the movie reel, flicking on the switch in the back. The movie spurred to life, the wheels spinning with film.

"Oh my God." Ashley whined. "It-It's the video from last year. The one Matt took. This isn't good."

Chris and Ashley looked back and forth.

"Wow. I forgot you were such a willing participant." Chris admitted to Ashley. It was true, but Bo realized he never mentioned her part in the prank.

"It was horrible. I couldn't feel worse." Ashley sunk her head down, hard for her to watch. The video reel turned to a picture of Hannah. While the video was playing, Bo looked for the next entry. All of a sudden, Chris and Ashley yelped, making Bo flinch and stop what she was doing.

"Oh, Chris, Chris, Chris, Chris! I hate this!" Ashley blubbered.

"Ashley, slow down, we'll be-"

"I can't handle this! Ghosts, and these videos and everything flying around!" She continued to complain a mile a minute.

"Also, hallways. Hate the hallways." Bo remarked. Ashley and Chris both gave her a troubled look with furrowed eyebrows.

"No, the hallways are fine." Ashley snapped back.

"This has got to be someone messing with us." Chris whiser-yelled.

"What!?" Ashley said, as if Chris said the unbelievable. Bo knew that she agreed more with him than Ashley but she can't deny that she saw some weird entity several times. Doors don't open by themselves and they haven't had any clue of anyone else with them.

"Then who would set all this up? Seriously?" Ashley commented, waving her hands over the whole room.

"I don't know, maybe the same person that knocked us all out, tied Bo up and killed Josh? Seems like a good explanation to me!" He took a deep breath. "The same person who might have Sam?"

"Maybe you're right." Ashley trailed off, looking down at her feet.

"I wish I wasn't." He corrected. Bo took the silence between them as their time to exit the premise. Roaming back into the meet hooker room, they ventured back to a different room. A lit up room, this time, with an electric lamp.

"Feels like I haven't seen one of these in days." She kicked the lamp lightly. Chris pointed to his flashlight.

"What do you think these are, genius?" He teased. Bo rolled her eyes and remained in her place at the back of the group.

"Oh crap..." She heard Chris curse. Bo lightly jogged to meet up with Chris and Ashley who were standing there, staring at a blood stained door.

"Um, I'm pretty sure we're going to have to open this ourselves. As you can tell this ain't a shopping mall!" She pushed Chris forward who laughed lightly before forcing the door open with his 'mighty' strength.

"Wait, a minute! I think I saw Ashley right over there!" Ashley freaked out, pointing to another hallway.

"Well, I can't hold this door open any longer, Ash you go investigate that movement. I'll go through here. Bo, where do you wanna go?" Chris placed a choice finally on her. Looking between the two, her eyes landed on Ashley.

"I wanna go see the movement. Seems like a better lead to me, and if we work together we can get the door open, again." She shrugged her shoulders.

"Alright," Chris agreed with a sigh. "I gotta shut this door, though." Letting go of the door with a slam, Bo felt Ashley freak out. Grabbing a hold of her friend's hand, Bo lead them towards the movement she saw. As they peered through the broken slabs of wood separating another room between them, she caught sight of the Psycho. Her jaw hardened at the thought of him taking another life.

Suddenly, he turned around to face the creaking noise Ashley made as they neared. Bo pulled herself and Ash down to the ground, so he couldn't see them. She felt her friend shake and breathe heavily when they heard the footsteps of the maniac walking towards where they just were. Putting her hand of Ashley's mouth to quiet her breaths was a good move, as her own chest rapidly moved up and down underneath Josh's sweatshirt. She had almost forgotten how cold her legs were in the heat of the moment and now that they had time to...relax in a way, the warmth retreated in them.

When Ashley and Bo heard the footsteps move away, they dashed quietly through and open hallway and secretly opened the door to a separated hallway, Ashley looking forward, Bo peering in the back. She gave out a sigh of relief when she saw Chris had met up with them.

"Chris!" Bo quietly yelled under her breath. Ashley turned around and immediately began to cry silently.

"Chris," She whined, "we saw him, the Psycho, he was the movement!"

"What is that?" Bo raised an eyebrow looking down at the thing Chris threw to the ground when he met up with them.

"It's a dummy...wearing Sam's clothes." He finished, all of them silent at the sight. "It's definitely not a good sign. I found it in the fridge."

"Still doesn't make any sense, but sure." Bo sighed. "Anyways, the psycho is still out there...somewhere. We have to be precarious." She looked behind her as she spoke, as if expecting him to appear from nowhere.

"Please, no!" A voice suddenly screamed from nowhere, creating chills down the back of Bo's neck.

"Sam?" She called out, hoping for another answer. The three of them moved forward, to investigate the sound.

"We gotta find her, now." Chris whispered, darkly. Opening one of the steel double doors, it creaked to life, scaring Ashley.

"Oh, Chris." She gulped, and began to whine. "Oh, no..."

They shone their lights on a chair with a lifeless arm hanging from it. The unmistakable hair of Sam in front of them.

"Oh Lord..." Bo prayed she was alright, prayed with all her soul for Sam to just be alive. They spun the chair around to get a full look of her as her head wobbled limply to the side. "No...Sam, no." Bo pulled on her hair, feeling her stomach rise up to her throat. First Josh, her boyfriend, and now Sam, her closest friend? It was all too much for her to handle.

"Shit." Chris swore as he shone the flashlight in her face. With a sigh of relief, he got up from his spot in front of Sam. "She's not dead." He confirmed, making Bo cry tears of joy.

"Oh, thank you, Jesus." She praised.

"She's still breathing." Chris continued to investigate.

"What the hell is wrong?" Ashley crept closer to get a better look at Sam.

"She was knocked out." Bo answered for Chris, who gave her a nod of approval.

"Oh, no, this is bad...this is all bad. We've got to get her-" Ashley freaked out. When she realized no one was comforting her to find her two friends completely gone. "Chris?" She called out. "Bo?"

Suddenly, a figure jumped out at her, forcing a gauge to her mouth that was steaming. The smoke filled her nostrils as she felt her eyes roll to the back of her head, and accepted the sleep without struggle.

Bo's eyes flickered open to the sound of Chris's endless swearing, the feeling of sickliness coming over her again. She bent over to throw up but felt nothing come out. It was just like she was frozen in this position of hurting. She went to clench her stomach, when she saw that her hands were binded to the arms of a wooden chair. A single light illuminating a table and the two chairs holding two very scared teenagers.

"Bo! You're awake!" Ashley cried, her hands binded as well as her own. She tried to move her head to look around the room but any movement besides looking down made her head ache wildly.

"Yeah..." She slurred, not looking up at her friends. "I'm...fine..." She tried speaking, but it only came out like muffled speech. Chris furrowed his eyebrows and leaned closer towards her.

"Bo?" He said gently.

"Hm?" Her head fluttered up to meet him for just a second before dropping back down.

"Where were we before here? Before the basement." He asked her.

"Well, what good is that question!? How about why are we chained and you're not-" Ashley complained, pulling at the metallic rings.

"Ashley, stop. Bo, where were we before here?"

"That's easy..." She slurred again. "We were...we...um, I-I don't remember." Bo admitted.

"Okay," Chris trailed with an uneasy expression on his face. "When's your birthday?"

"Mar-June. No, it's in Aug-" Bo shook her head slowly. "I...don't remember."

"Has she lost her mind?" Ashley whispered to Chris from across the table.

"You know, I can still hear you right?" Bo said, offensively.

"No, Hypothermia. My mom had it a couple years ago. We gotta get Bo to a doctor once we get out of here." Chris felt Bo's forehead, and it seemed to prove his theory. "Cold to the touch."

"I'm not seeing a doctor, we gotta save Sam, Sam! We gotta find her." She probed on, leaning forward in her chair as far as her chains allowed.

"We already found her, Bo-" Crhis spoke but was interrupted when a saw whirled to life, making its way fast towards the table, scaring even the disoriented Bo.

"Oh God!" Ashley began to weep violently, shaking her chair completely frantically. "Chris!"

"I'll get us out of here, Ashley. I won't let you die!" Chris promised, looking around the room for anything, any sign, any tool.

"Hello there, my special little subjects." The same voice that spoke to them in the shed proclaimed. Bo began to cry herself, although she still had hardly a clue what was happening. All this talk of her having to see a doctor for Hypothermia freaked her out. Ashley cried louder as she heard the voice and Bo almost forgot she never had to hear it before.

"I'm so scared, Chris." Ashley moaned.

"Don't be scared," he said, almost like he was completely begging her not to.

"Oh, you should be Ash," the voice continued his lecture, the familiar deepness of it haunting Bo, "because here's the twist." Not daring to pick her head up, Bo felt her eyes droop as if she was half-asleep. "Chris has made one fatal choice already today,"

"Oh no..." Ashley whispered to herself, chanting the very same phrase over and over.

"And now," the psycho decided it best to add a menacing pause, "he will have to make another. Chris, you can take the gun in front of you and shoot Ashley or Bo, or you can shoot yourself. Whoever is left, can live! The choice is yours."

Bo made no noise, but kept her eyes firmly shut, knowing what his choice would be. "It's my turn." She was able to make out with the last of her ableness. Hearing gun shots, she flinched waiting for her death, but all she received was a laugh.

"Don't be so silly, Chris." The maniac's voice last words were before a clattering noise was heard. Bo sat and waited, waited for it all to be over. She was sick anyways, and her first and only love was dead, murdered in front of her eyes. All the fun times they had together, singing in the car, making faces at each other during class, nights were they would just talk about the overprotective ideals of both of their parents, they were changed from good memories to painful thoughts she would have to put behind.

Bo knew she didn't want to. She didn't want them tainted the way they were. She wanted to hear Josh's laugh again, to be able to hold his hand and talk.

She waited and waited, for her last breath, she wanted her last thought to be about Josh, her last prayer to ask for him to be waiting for her as she was for him.

And she had never felt such pain, and such betrayal from whom she thought was her savior, when she heard Ashley scream out.

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