I walked over to where all my acquaintances were sitting, and observed. I would be lying to say I wasn't nervous, I was petrified. Death isn't a joke to me, don't get me wrong. I don't want to die, but I know eventually, I'm going to have to, and it's not like I've even felt really, human lately anyway. I'm not sure how he's going to kill me, if it'll be fast or slow, but I need to say what I need to say, whether it hurts me or not. Maybe I'll tell them in an hour. No. I need to tell them now, the sooner I tell them, the sooner they can get out of here. I took a deep breath, and stood up.

"Guys, I have something I need to tell all of you." They all looked at me, and Christina's color drained from her face. She knew something bad was happening. "I k-know part of what's happening," I dropped my voice to a whisper hoping he couldn't hear me now. "All of this is my fault, if I had been a better daughter, my mom wouldn't have left, and my aunt wouldn't have had to try to drive to my house. She wouldn't have gotten into a crash and died, causing my uncle to go into a depressive state, and kill himself. If my uncle hadn't died, my cousin wouldn't have been left alone, blaming me for the deaths of his family. He always said I was worthless, but I ignored him, and my growing depression. I take pills for it now, and I'm not myself without them," I stopped and glanced at Christina, who looked much less confused, as realization struck her face. No one outside of my family knew about my pills, and I got them taken away when I was brought here, and you're all here because you had some connection to me. I look almost exactly like Lily, which is how he took you. Henry just came along. I know Christina, and you are her friends. Jeremy looks a lot like a young version of my uncle, and Connor goes to my school. Jenny and Madeline looked like my old aunt, and it's all because of me. I'm so so sorry, I love all of you, more than I wish I did. The killer is my cousin, and Christina, we're in that weird basement in his condo in Florida. I hope you all make it out. Lily, I'm sorry you found out earlier, during that one game, and thanks to all of you for your kindness. Goodluck." I took a deep breath, I knew he'd be through with me soon. "He has traps set up everywhere, but if you try hard enough, you can get to him," I started feeling my legs and arms cramp up, making me more uncomfortable. "He wears the key on his neck, except during the night he puts in somewhere in the house." This time, when I closed my mouth, I couldn't reopen it. Then I blinked and couldn't open my eyes either. I held up my hands, and made a heart, showing my love for them. My whole body cramped, and I couldn't move. He's killing me, but I'm not sad anymore, I may have saved them, and now I can go. I'll miss them. Ouch.

Barrett? I'm home.

A/N: I CRIED WHILE I WROTE THIS! Sorry about the cringy ending. It was sad. What does everyone think? Did you see that coming? Love you!
Eliza Schuyler Hamilton 💙💙