After a few minutes I looked over to the corner of the room. There was someone else in here, another person. Looked like a boy. He must've still been unconscious. I got up and walked over to him. His back was to me so I tried to roll him over. As his body rolled towards me I gagged. The right side of his face had been completely chopped of and rmelted. He was missing skin on his shoulder and his throat was slit. When walking towards him I the dark light I thought I was stepping in water. I realized now it wasn't water... but his old blood. I think if I'd eaten anything other than breakfast this morning I would have vomited. The rest of the group looked over to where I was and came to me, Philip in the lead. It smelled metallic. I needed to get out of here. I needed to get out of here right now. Oh gosh, we're dead.

"We're dead! We're going to die!" I called out. Philip brought me into a hug, trying to calm me. I would've totally been blushing if we weren't here right now.

"Shhhhhh, listen to my heart beat, it's alright," Philip's words slowly soothed me as he held me, whispering sweet nothings into my ear. Once I was calm he let go and gave me some space. Ray walked over and gave me a hug, giving me a tight squeeze as if to say "I'm here for you." We're getting out of here. I don't know how, but one thing is for sure, I'm not dying down here, and if I do, I'm not going down without a fight.

Instead of sitting around we decided to look around. We knew there was old wooden stairs going up to a door what wouldn't open, and there was a tv screen that didn't seem to be working. Other than that, there was a small hallway that lead to a toilet, sink, and moldy shower, with no running water. There was also a door what was locked, I don't know if I want to know what's in there. It started to dawn on me that we had no food or water, and we had no way of getting out of here either. The only light that we had were three fake torches hung on the walls around the room. There's also a small, empty table at the side of the room with nothing on it. There not much else to examine, other than the body across the room, and the blood smell that's slowly getting stronger. The walls are made of grey brick, and given the fact that there's no windows, and it's so cold down here, we're probably in a type of basement. Having read a lot of thrillers, it's probably sound proof too.

Interrupting my thoughts i heard a screech from the other side of the room. We all jumped, and turned toward the noise that we figured out was coming from Jeremy's mouth. Ray ran over the fastest, trying to figure out the issue. Turns out it was a false alarm, and now we know Jeremy is terrified of spiders. At least no one is dead, and I totally ship Ray and Jeremy now, but that's not important, right now we're gonna die down here. No, I can't think like that. We just have to be smart.

"ARG! THIS IS SO NOT FAIR! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE WITH HAILEY RIGHT NOW AND BECAUSE OF NO REASON, I'M HERE! THIS IS SO NOT FAIR!" Jenny was screeching. I can't believe her, we're all stuck down here.

I'd calm your "friend if I were you don't want any mishaps for bad little girls now do we?

What the fuck was that?! Holy shit! It's the devil, we're dead! We're so dead!

"What THE FUCK? ARE YOU FUCKING THREATENING ME??" Jenny screamed at nothing. Where was it coming from?

"JENNY SHUT UP YOU'RE GONNA GET US KILLED!" Now it was Poppy's turn to scream.

A/N: I hope it's starting to get more interesting now!! Thanks so much for reading. I've got an award in "trapped" and I'm so so thankful. If you're enjoying then please vote, follow, and comment! Love y'all
Eliza Schuyler Hamilton 💙💙