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( Ah, lol Damien died, I think around 30 years ago. )
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((Oh OK! Sorry DX Ergh! I had copied it to repaste but I copied something else over that D<))
Aysel continued to look at him, her eyes big and clear. "Recorded... but I watched it so many times it became like it was live. Even though I knew you were dead, I still rooted for you when I watched," she said, recalling segments of the videos. Like how the contestant who had left him inside had ironically died right after. She remembered smirking and quietly saying 'karma' as she had watched. Aysel picked up on every moment around them, but she kept her bright violet eyes intently on him, a bit sadly. Mason began to help Laurette, until he saw Katie. His Katie. His jaw dropped open he saw his shirt was now in his arms. He tossed it back out before they were enveloped in complete darkness. He wanted Katie to still have a piece of him. He began to punch the wall, watching as new holes popped up. "Katie!" He yelled at her continuously. The holes, however, would still be hidden behind the nightstand. He sat back, defeated, and grabbed onto Laurette to keep her from falling over. He took a second to recollect himself. "That's OK, let's go. Try to keep a hold on me, somewhere, so we don't get separated or hurt," he said, and crawled in front of her. He stopped to let her grab onto him before he started crawling. |
Katie picked up the shirt, she needed to get rid of it so she couldn't find his scent anymore. Because if she had his scent on hand then she could find him whenever she wanted, which would be bad if she suddenly flipped out. She pulled the nightstand, throwing the shirt in."Keep it!" She called into the hole, but only soft enough that no one else would hear. She shut it again and sighed as she heard him yell Katie, not letting herself cry or open the hole back up.
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Laurette felt a pain in her chest as she watched Mason. It was terrible. She grabbed on to his shirt, becoming a little meek and taken aback by what has just happened. "I'm sorry." She said quietly. When Katie threw the shirt back in, Laurette almost jumped up. The shirt landed on her and she grabbed it, not sure what to do with it. "U-Uhm.. Maybe it's best we just keep it. If a hunter gets their hands on it, you're screwed." She failed to mention that Katie was now a hunter. She didn't want to remind him that 'his' Katie was no longer his.
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Damien blinked, now just surprised that she even went that far to watch it that many times. "Well then.. Thank you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. He crossed his arms, tilting his head at her since he saw the sadness in her eyes. "What's your name?" he asked. He was still suspicious, but he always was now. He wondered what she might want from him, why exactly she was telling him. A moment ago, they had been fighting to, literally her death. It doesn't hurt though.. She got cut..
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Aysel nodded to him, keeping her hands at her sides. She knew that if she brought them behind her back, he'd think she was going for a weapon. Don't go Aysel, don't go, she remembered hearing her sick mother's voice plead with her. Her older brother had just died a week before of lung cancer, and he had been everything to her. Her mother was now sick with pneumonia, and her father constantly worked to pay for the antibiotics. Stefan, her brother, had always been playfully. He'd tease her at times, speaking in a childish voice. When Damien had used that same tone, the memories had been struck like a string on a guitar. Aysel shook off her thoughts and looked back at Mason, noticing she had spaced out. "Aysel Nacht," she said, her last name obviously German. Nacht meant 'night' in German.
Mason choked back a sob and let his head fall down. He took deep, sad breaths of air. He nodded to her at her apology, trying to keep the fact in mind that Katie was now a hunter. "You're right. Would you mind holding onto it for me?" He asked, hoping she wouldn't object. He knew he couldn't hold onto it right now without completely losing hold of his emotions. He looked back at Laurette, his baby blue eyes pleading. |
Laurette looked at him, her eyes a warm, comforting brown. "Of course." She said, holding on to it, while using her other hand to grab on to him. She went silent, unsure of what to say, and kept her eyes forward towards the end of the tunnel. She heard a muffled sob, and patted him gently on the back. Although she wasn't quick to trust anybody, Laurette wasn't completely heartless. This man was currently her partner, and she felt that it was okay to trust and care about this person.
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His eyes watching her as he noticed she drifted off, he balanced himself on his toes, slightly bored of just standing there. He wondered what she was thinking about.He smirked, knowing that word. "German huh? And a nice name. Aysel." he said. He frowned though a moment later. "What is it you want?" he asked. He still didn't know why she told him she had been a fan. Maybe she was thinking he would spare her or something.
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Katie heard the small sob since she had her head against the wall and let out a sob herself. She would now help them whenever she could, but only from a distance. She would only talk to Mason if there was a wall between them, or she had just eaten, like right now. She felt the tears go down her face again and got off the shelf, trailing the rooms threw her mind and finding out which room the tunnel went to. She thought it was odd that as soon as you became a hunter you knew everything about the house. She went up the steps to the attic room where it led to..the same room she had told him to go to. She found the passage entrance into the attic was blocked and opened it, finding a few pillows and sitting them on the ground with a few blankets. She went to the wall, taking some of her blood and writing a small heart with the name Mason by it. So he would know she had done it. She was quiet so other hunters wouldn't find it since it was a pretty good hiding place to sleep for the night. She got up, blocking the door so no one could get in and went over and made herself walk threw the wall since she was half ghost and came out on the steps, sitting down outside of the attic door to see if they made it there okay.
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Aysel drifted in and out of her memories. They ranged from when she was little and played hide and seek in the forest by their house with her older brother, and to a few weeks before he died when they had sneaked out at 3 am and jumped over a bridge and into the lake. Aysel smiled at the last memory, remembering how cold the lake had been and how they couldn't stop laughing. Aysel looked back at Damien, focusing her attention on him. "Yeah... Thanks," she said and nodded at him. Then she also frowned at his questions. "I don't know," she said, and she truthfully didn't.
Mason could hear Katie's sob, and it made him want to break down and cry, but instead he continued to crawl down the dark space. He felt along the floor and walls to make sure he didn't bang into anything. "Thank you," Mason said to Laurette, both for comforting him and for taking his shirt. He sighed as she patted his back and nodded a few times. |
Katie was sitting on the steps, waiting for Mason and te girl to get back into the room. She wasn't hungry for him, her instincts were already to good for that. Since she loved im, hunting him would've been like hunting her brother. Which in her mind, for some reason, she wouldn't let herself do. She wanted to talk to him but had a fear that he would think she was a monster as well. And as long as he ws around that girl she was taking in the girls scent. So her mind was telling her to kill the girl to help Mason get further in the games. She curled up on the steps and cried, not wanting to do as her mind said. She just wanted to talk to Mason..even though it would hurt both of them if she did. So she just sat, waiting for Airx to catch upwith her.
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Laurette began seeing some change in the light as they crawled through the tunnel. She grabbed his arm and held him back a little, going ahead of him. "I'll check it out. There could be anything there." She said, in a 'No questions asked' manner. She crawled quickly, struggling to keep her balance, and finally fell out of the hole. It looked as if somebody had opened it, letting them in. She looked around suspiciously. It looked as if this room was an attic, and it didn't smell like blood like the rest of the house. Perhaps they had found a safe place to stay? She looked down at the pillows and the blankets, and sighed. Somebody had done this just for them. And she knew who that somebody was. She removed her bloody coat and threw it aside, and a sudden coldness came over her body. Crossing her arms and trembling a little, she sighed. "Come in, Mason. It's safe in here."
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She was losing focus. This was no fun at all now. Damien raised another eyebrow. "You don't know?" he repeated. Rolling his eyes he shifted his weight on one foot, looking at her. "What is it that you're thinking about, that you lose your focus?" he asked. He could have attacked at any moment.
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Aysel finally drifted out of her memories and stared at him. She took a defensive stance, but didn't make a move to attack. "My brother," she finally said, staring at him. "My dead brother," she said, this time barely a whisper. She remembered how he had violet eyes, just like hers, and they were both built the same way. The only difference was his hair was black and hers was a crimson color.
Mason nodded to Laurette and watched as she fell out of the hole. He waited a second and then followed her into the room, glancing around cautiously. He raised an eyebrow as he saw her shivering. He bent down, grabbing one of the blankets, and tossed it to her. Then he glanced around, seeing a large wardrobe, and pushed it in front of the hole. He wiped his hands on his jeans and then sighed, glancing around. He knew Katie had done this, and he smiled slightly to himself. |
Laurette wrapped the blanket around herself, walking up to the attic window. It was very dirty, and she struggled to see what was on the other side. It was dark out, but that was all she could see from where she was. Sighing in frustration, she sat down on the pile of pillows that Katie had left them. Her arm still ached from the trap she almost fell into. The trap. It seemed so long ago that she was walking with Damien and Kisha. She wondered if Damien would kill her soon. She still hadn't found a way out, and time was running out.
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Jake was with Laurette and Mason, he sighed at all the things had happend in that time he was in the house "this place sucks... we are never going to get out... we are going to die" he grumbled as he started to wipe his blade "this is the only thing i trust now, and if im going to die.. im going to die fighting"
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Mason watched Laurette carefully, wondering what she was thinking. He glanced out the window as well, trying to see how far up they were. He then glanced around at their resources, seeing mostly only blankets. "There has to be something to help us get out of here," he said, more to himself than Laurette and Jake, and continued to look around. He was supervised he hadn't noticed Jake with them; it was probably the shock of seeing Katie.
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Jake walked closer to the other two "there is somthing... me... i will get everyones attention, while i have them ditracted you two make a run for it, try and find the exit as quickly as you can" he walked a bit more closer and then smiled at them both "is that plan good enough?"
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Laurette simply shook her head at Jake. "No." She said, her voice soft. She closed her eyes. Her body was tired, and she couldn't really help it. "You don't know how many hunters there are. They aren't stupid enough to be tricked by something like that." She didn't know that Jake had joined them, but she decided not to question it. "I think for now, we're safe up here. We must plan. Katie is the only one that knows where we are, and.. I can tell she's doing whatever she can to help us." Whe she said this, she opened her eyes a little and glanced over at Mason, a comforting look in her eyes.
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Jake shook his head "well it was a good try for a plan... hmmm... so, we are stuck in a atic... there are aload of hunters after us, and... wait, are there any other people other then us?" he asked as he walked in circles "i just want to take on those hunter one by one... wait... thats it, we could try taking them on one by one"
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Mason shook his head at Jake's question. He gave Laurette a thankful glance and smiled at her. "I don't think that will work. We can always try making a rope of sorts out of the blankets, then throwing it through the attic window and crawling out?" Mason suggested, looking at the window carefully.
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Laurette looked over at the window, her expression unsure. "It's worth a try, but dangerous." She said. "There is no way we can finish off the hunters on our own. Even one by one. You can't kill a hunter, you can only run or get killed. They're already dead." She got up and stretched a little as she spoke.
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Jake looked at the window and chuckled "dam, that is a great idea... but what happens when we get free? will the hunters still hunt us until we are dead? or will they let us run?" he shook his head "there is only one way to find out" he walked up to the window "hmmmmm... how will we open it? it is probably jammed shut"
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Mason nodded as Laurette spoke. He made his way over to a pile of blankets. He tossed them over to Jake and Laurette. "Start with making the rope, make sure that the knots are very tight," he instructed, then turned to the window. He ran his hands over it, feeling for any latches. He didn't want to knock the glass out, not yet, for fear there would be too much blood or he would get cut and draw the hunters to them like flies to meat.
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Laurette sat down on the ground, grabbing the blankets and beginning to knot the ends of two of them tightly. She made sure they were firm, but as long as she could possibly make them. As she worked, she spoke to the both of them without looking up. "Once we're out, we're out. The hunters can't leave this place. Damien told me himself, he's been trapped here for years." She threw the knot she made gently to the ground, and grabbed the next two ends. "I believe he said that some hunters are set free, but I doubt they'd go after us. Besides, we can get away. Once we're out of this house, we're free." She looked up suddenly, and smirked. "Although, if you guys want to win, we can go ahead and kill each other right here." She joked, teasing them.
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