A/N btw, all trigger warnings are in the description for this book, so I'm not gonna tell you guys if something happens every chapter because I always feel like that spoils part of the chapter :/

Trigger warnings in description forever and always ^-^

Nate's POV

"You guys have to help us! Nate and Percy are in here too, and they're already beat up–AHHH!"

Jack cut himself off by screaming. The slices and screaming filled the room, as well as Percy yelling, "STOP HURTING US YOU BITCH!"

I screamed, "YOU FOUR HAVE TO FIND JASON AND REAGAN! THEY COULD BE IN SERIOUS TROUBLE! WE WERE RIPPED AWAY FROM THEM AND–"

"They can't hear you," the voice cut me off.

Technically, it wasn't just a voice. It was a person, though, we couldn't really tell, considering it was wearing a black robe that covered all of its skin. I continued to call it a voice because one, it refused to tell us its name and two, that's what Jason had called it.

I missed him and Reagan so much. I felt terrible for screaming while the voice was torturing me. I didn't want them to have to worry about me. Even if the YouTubers were the only ones that could hear us, I knew Jason and Reagan would hear about it eventually.

Percy, Jack, Phil and I were strapped onto metal tables that were standing vertically. There were chains around our wrists, ankles, and waist.

And let me tell you, they were not comfortable.

There was a huge screen in the room that was projecting Felix placing his hand on the doorknob in the lobby. He pulled his hand back suddenly and said something to everyone else. The voice put the screen on mute because it didn't like us knowing what our friends were saying.

For example, Felix looked like he was screaming after he touched the doorknob. What was he screaming about? We had no idea. Mark could've been joking about shipping him with Cry, or he could have seriously injured himself. We would never know until someone helped us.

The voice looked away from the screen so that its hidden face was facing us. "Aww, you're all so scratched up. What a shame. I hate cleaning these carpets."

I forced myself to look over at Percy for the first time since he screamed. He was covered with a mixture of dried blood and fresh blood. He had a look of determination on his face, though, as he said, "Aww, no one seems to give a fuck. What a shame."

I could've sworn Jack was getting ready to say something along the lines of, "GET REKT!" But instead, he instructed, "Guys, don't upset it. It'll just get worse."

"Ya know, he's got a point," I started. I saw Jack smile at me through the corner of my eye as I continued, "Only problem: I'm a stubborn son of a bitch and don't care. HEY VOICE! Your doctor called with your colonoscopy results. Good news, they found your head."

Percy coughed and mumbled, "Damn," while slightly smiling at me. Jack was completely dumbfounded. He probably didn't expect me to say that. I hate being labeled as the innocent one.

Jack smirked at me before he continued, "HEY VOICE! YOUR GENE POOL COULD USE A LITTLE CHLORINE!"

"OHHHH!" Percy and I screamed, laughing.

"YO VOICE!" Percy started, "IF I WANTED TO KILL MYSELF, I'D CLIMB TO YOUR EGO, AND JUMP TO YOUR IQ!"

"GET REKT!" Jack screamed. There it was.

Phil started laughing in the background. I can't wait to get out of this hell hole and live with him and Dan for a month!

The voice started laughing sinisterly, "Oh yes! So funny!" It lifted the knife off the counter. "It's so funny, it makes me want to kill someone!"

Oh shit.

"I wouldn't do that though," the voice continued, "that's no fun. Way too fast! I want to make you feel it."

I exchanged a nervous glance with Percy. Just like school: we made a small problem ten times worse. The only difference was that Jason wasn't here with a clever excuse.

We were screwed.

Well, we would've been if it wasn't for Phil. Under his breath, he mumbled, "A month without uploading he comes back with a tag."

"THAT NO ONE EVEN TAGGED HIM IN, HE'S NOT A CHALLENGE TO DRAG!" I practically screamed.

Phil smiled at me as he continued, "So prepare for an attack–"

"And by that I mean cringe!" I yelled.

Percy joined in with the both of us, "'CAUSE THIS MOTHERFUCKER'S 'BOUT TO GET DRAGGED BY HIS FRINGE!"

Jack started rapping, "First things first, you're freakishly tall, it's weird you lo–"

"STOP!" the voice cut him off.

"LIKE A NOODLE!" someone screamed.

I looked at the screen to see Reagan with her hands cupped over her mouth. Dan looked mortified, while everyone else was laughing their heads off.

The voice must've turned the volume and microphone on. It intended to torture us and make them listen.

Talk about a backfire.

"YOU GOT HAIR THAT WAS COOL IN 2007 AND WET YOU JUST LOOK LIKE A POODLE!" Jason yelled.

Dan's mortified face eased a bit as he yelled, "HOBBIT!" and started laughing.

"SILENCE!" the voice screeched.

We all went quiet until Jack whisper-sang, "Everything's okay, 'cause we're on vacation."

We all erupted into fits of hysterical laughter.

Then Dan replied, "If you're gonna sing a song, you have to sing–"

"WE'RE BREAKING FREE!" Phil yelled, giggling.

"WE'RE SOARING!" Dan sang.

"FLYING!" Phil responded.

Together, they belted out, "THERE'S NOT A STAR IN HEAVEN THAT WE CAN'T REACH!"

THIS IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING!

I squealed and Phil looked at me, still smiling. He nodded at me as if I were supposed to continue the song.

Eh, why not?

"IF WE'RE TRYING!"

"OHH WE'RE BREAKING FREE!" we all sang together, laughing.

"I guess I'll have to teach you the hard way," the voice decided.

It walked right up to Phil, knife in hand, and grabbed his arm. It outstretched his arm and started slowly moving the knife across his forearm.

Phil started screaming and I turned away. I looked at the screen. Reagan was covering her ears with her hands. Mark was holding her and Jason close to him, talking to them. Dan looked like he was about to cry, as he kept repeating, "Stay strong Phil!" Felix and Cry were holding onto each other for dear life.

I looked over at Percy next, to find him squeezing his eyes shut, mumbling something under his breath. Jack had his eyes shut as well, but he was directing some very colorful language toward the voice.

Phil stopped screaming a few minutes later. I wasn't sure if I wanted to look up or not. In the end, I decided I probably should. I didn't want the voice to sneak up on me.

Phil was panting, blood covering his arms and chest, mumbling, "I'm fine Dan!" and "Just save us would you!" every five seconds. I noticed Phil was crying. I couldn't blame him, but it seemed to me that he was crying because Dan was crying. I can't wait for them to be reunited.

"Now, does anyone else want a taste, or have you learned your lesson?"

"There was a lesson in this?!" I yelled. I was beyond done with this voice.

"Only later will you understand, until then, it will seem as if it is a punishment."

Said every abusive person ever.

I started to reply, "Yeah, I'm s–"

"So happy you took the time to explain that!" Percy cut me off. The voice turned around to place the knife back on the counter, and Percy took this opportunity to glare at me. His eyes eased almost instantly when he noticed I was on the verge of tears. Now, he just looked confused.

That was exactly what they said.

And I was not going to be living through that again.

I wish I told someone other than Reagan about all of this. She was the only one who could comfort me about it, and she wasn't here.

I would've told Jason, but how the hell do you tell your crush about something that serious?

The voice turned toward the screen. It just stood there, staring at it. I took this opportunity to talk to Phil "Pssst! Phil!" I whisper-screamed.

"W-What?" he asked, voice shaking.

"Are you okay?"

He smiled at me. "Yeah, I'm fine Nate."

No, you're not.

"You were screaming for several minutes straight. There's no way you're fine."

Phil sighed, "Listen Nate–"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS–" Felix screeched from the screen. The voice hit the mute button, so we couldn't hear anything after that.

Uh-oh.

A/N

Hey fa–

*dodges pitchforks*

Hey, you've got pretty good aim! That one almost took off my head!

Hehe

Pleasedon'tkillmeokaybye

BUH-BYE BROTATOES!