Reagan's POV

"OKAY!" we all yelled in sync and raced to the door. Jason stood there awkwardly for a second before following us.

"Can you believe this is happening?!" Nate asked excitedly.

"Seriously though!" Percy chimed in. "We're being adopted by YouTubers!"

"Fostered," I corrected. I still wasn't completely sure if I wanted to trust them or not. Sure, I looked up to them and all, but fostering three kids? Not to mention the only information we got was something about a YouTube series, and that we were all living in Mark's house. Did they even have enough rooms for that?

And I could have sworn Mark looked scared when he saw me. Did he have a dream like mine?

Of course he didn't Reagan. Stop overreacting about everything.

"Guys, come on! If we hurry maybe we–"

All the lights shut off at once.

"That's weird," I mumbled, looking down the hallway.

"Yeah, umm, has this ever happened before?" Jason asked.

"If you're scared, you could always hold Nate's hand!" I exclaimed before running past them.

The lights flickered back on.

"REAGAN!" Someone screamed behind me. It sounded like Percy, but why would he be upset with me making fun of them? I SHIP THEM DAMMIT!

I stopped in my tracks and turned around to face them. They all looked mortified and Jason looked like he was about to throw up. "What?" I asked.

Nate slowly lifted his hand up. He was pointing at something behind me. I slowly turned around. That's when I saw it.

There was a large pool of what looked like blood at the end of the hallway. I forced my eyes to move upward, above the blood, only to see a dead body hung from the ceiling. But, of course, it wasn't just any dead body.

It was Ms. Higgins.

Trails of blood were running from several places around her neck, as well as from her mouth and nose. I didn't know how the hell she got up there, but honestly, I'm glad I didn't.

Behind her body, I noticed a door. A door that was never there before.

I turned back around to face Nate, Jason, and Percy. They had all walked up to me.

"I-Is that Ms. Higgins?" Jason asked.

"I think so..." I replied.

"Am I just blind or did someone install a new door?" Percy asked, pointing at the door I noticed seconds earlier.

"New door I think," Nate responded as he began walking toward it.

"Umm, won't that be locked?" Percy questioned. Nate didn't stop, he just kept walking toward the door.

"You can't just walk up and open–"

"How would you know? You haven't even tried," Nate cut Jason off calmly.

"He might not have tried, but that still leaves you with a problem," I started, "there's kind of a dead body hanging in front of it."

"So I can push it out of the way?" Nate asked.

"Puddle of blood?" Percy questioned.

"Ya know, there's this crazy thing called 'jumping'. It actually tends to come in handy sometimes," Nate responded sassily, as he continued walking down the hallway.

"Nate," Jason grabbed his attention.

"What?"

"You can't tell me you aren't even a little scared as to what could be behind that door?"

Nate sighed and turned around. "What are you proposing?"

"The lights just shut off. All the lights just shut off. After thirty or so seconds, they all turned back on. Now, there is literally a dead body hanging in the hallway, and you want to investigate the mysterious door that just appeared. I thought you'd watched enough horror movies to know how these things end. What are the rules of horror movies?" Jason asked, smirking.

Nate sighed again, "Don't walk towards the noise, and simply, don't make stupid choices."

"Exactly. Now, does walking through a mysterious door that appeared out of nowhere, behind a dead body, count as a stupid choice?"

"Probably..."

"So what should we do instead?"

Percy and I were snickering in the background. Jason was being a total mom and it was great! Though, the trash part of me would prefer Jason to be another parental figure to Nate.

"I don't know," Nate started, "uh, maybe we could go back to the YouTubers?"

"WHAT A GREAT IDEA!" A voice boomed above us. I'd never heard the voice before, nor did I have the slightest clue how it knew what we were talking about.

"Umm, who said that?" Percy asked. He sounded pretty calm compared to the rest of us, who were practically shaking.

"Now, that is for me to know, and you to find out. Getting back on topic, you mentioned something about YouTubers? Hehehe~ none of you know what's really going on here. Why would people so popular want to adopt you? You're all so worthless."

"Okay, that's it," I started, "where's the mute button?"

"You can't mute–"

"LALALALA! I'M NOT LISTENING!" I screamed, throwing my hands over my ears. I started running back toward Ms. Higgins' office, making sure I grabbed Percy along the way. I knew Jason would take care of Nate. They practically never leave each other's side.

We made our way through the orphanage, back toward Ms. Higgins' office. The voice was still yelling at us, cursing us, and telling us how worthless we were. I tried to ignore it the best I could, hoping that once I got back to the office, everyone would still be there. That Ms. Higgins would be sitting at her desk, and not dead. Hoping that all of this had been in my head.

We continued running until we got to Ms. Higgins' office.

"You can't open that door," the voice called to us.

"AND WHY THE FUCK NOT?!" Percy yelled as he walked up to the door with Nate.

Jason and I stayed glued to the ground behind them. Part of me was starting to believe this voice. It said we couldn't open the door, so maybe it was locked from the inside?

"Try if you want, but you're bringing this on yourself if you do."

"Bringing what on ourselves, might I ask?" I inquired, trying to sound calm.

"You're about to find out."

Jason and I exchanged uneasy glances. Then, he moved his eyes to Nate. I looked at Percy.

They were right in front of the door. Percy turned back to face me. He smiled warmly at me. "We're getting out of here. I promise."

"Oh, well, I mean, since you're promising and all." We both started laughing, and I looked over at Nate and Jason. They were talking about something and Nate started snickering. Jason shoved him a bit, then began chuckling too.

"All right, let's open this stupid door," Nate said to Percy.

"Good luck~" the voice chimed in.

Nate sighed out of annoyance, "Ya know what? CAN IT VOICE! The only reason I'm listening from now on is if you tell us who you are, or why we should be scared of this stupid door!"

"Why would I–"

"I'M NOT LISTENING FUCKER!"

"You don't–"

"CARE?! YEAH! I KNOW!" Percy yelled as he reached for the door handle.

"You're asking for this!"

Percy screamed the second his hand touched the handle. Immediately after, he disappeared into nothing. Nate started screaming too, and when I looked over, he was gone.

Jason was frozen on the spot, tears threatening to spill out of his eyes. I didn't know how to react. Were they dead? Did the voice take them? But, in the end, all of this only meant one thing: there was no way on earth I was going to be seeing the YouTubers anytime soon. This voice was taking some serious measures to make sure of that.

Before I had time to think anymore, the voice began talking to us again, "So, are you interested in knowing where your friends disappeared to?"

"BITCH, I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Jason screamed.

"If you do that, you'll never find out where your friends are."

Jason looked ready to scream and cry at the same time, so I decided to step in, "Are you saying you know where they are?"

"I'm saying they're right here."

"Jason? Reagan? GUYS! WHAT'S GOING ON?!"

Nate.

Jason's face relaxed a bit. I guess he came to the same conclusion I did: at least they were alive.

"That's right, they're with me. Don't think for a second I won't hurt them, though. I've planned a special little hell for them."

"Do you ever stop talking?" Jason asked. I could tell, by the tone of his voice, that he was trying not to think about the "special hell" planned for our friends.

"Only if you want their hell to start now."

"Does that mean that when you aren't talking to us, you'll be torturing them?" I asked, shaking a bit.

"Exactly."

The voice stopped talking.

A/N

Hi

*dodges knives*

YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE USING THOSE KNIVES ON NATE AND PERCY NOT ME!

*realizes what I just typed*

*prepares to be sacrificed*

Before I die, BUH-BYE BROTATOES!