OnYeen smiled as her friend's face became soothed and then had a disturbing thought,If I die...she will have a better chance to live...no! She wouldn't let me and I won't let myself! OnYeen laid back down and fell into slumber dreaming of magic...

"Ah.." Kezia sighed as she walked to the dusty piano at one side of the room. She had such a wonderful dream. That she was performing in front of lots of people and they were aplauding at her performance.
"Now Marg.."she whisphered to her beloved piano." When do you think it will happen?"
she paused and leaned closer to the old yellowed keys asnd giggled. " Ah, yes, soon. I better be practicing."
so she sat down and gently pushed down a key. witha smile she closed her eyes and began to play the sonata that wasn't finished.

My name: Abram Mikhail
Age: 17
Gender:Male
Picture
I'm from: Grimsville
Weapon I wake up with: large machete knife, basically a butcher knife but with a longer blade

Abram got up more quickly from his slumber than he should have. He had opened his eyes and stared for a moment at the many specks of dust that laid nearby his eyeballs on the wooden panels. Wait...this wasn't his bed. Sitting upright, Abram was fully alert and moved his head around to view the room. Faded green wallpaper that was peeling up in some corners and a haunted looking four poster bed. Whoever moved him certainly felt no kindness as they left him laying on the floor instead of a mattress that was less than a foot away. Out of the corner of his eye, Abram saw a small red light wink. He turned to face it slowly. It was a camera. Was there some kind of a reality show that he had been signed on to? Averting his eyes, he noticed that there was a large knife on the floor. Picking it up, Abram viewed the cooking implement with a sense of insecurity. Why was he here? Who left him with this knife? A letter laid by the knife and Abram went ahead to read it. Scanning it's contents in a few seconds, he rubbed his face. A murder game. Holding the machete, Abram weighed the thing before dropping it when the sound of piano music reached his ears. The piano sounds like it needs tuning, he thought before cracking the door open and venturing outside cautiously with the heavy knife held up to defend himself from the other contestants.

Katie stood up,seeing OnYeen sleeping.She decided to look around.She grabbed her dagger and walked out of the room,shutting the door behind her and locking it.She slid the key under the door so OnYeen wouldn't be trapped if she didn't come back.She walked down the hall quietly then heard the creak of a door.She paused looking around,her heart beating faster by the second.

"...Hmmm" Kezia murmured appreciatively. She was having so much fun but the song had ended and she didn't know what followed it. she walked to the window and peered out. it was so dark out. She missed her parents so much. At times like this she would creep into their beds and sleep with them. But she was dead now and that wouldn't help at all.
With a sigh and a promised to come back soon she opened the door and walked out with the purpose of visiting the hall. The corridors singing silently to herself as she did.

OnYeen stared out the window silently; she removed the blocker probably not very smart, then, almost sounding as if she wasn't interested, said,"The wars have begun."

the hall was quiet but for her voice. But she had a bad feeling... somethings were about to happen.

OnYeen looked around and saw her katana on the floor. She picked it up gently and looked back out the window; thinking of tactics...