Chapter 3

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"Wait we're really stuck here?!" Tango asks

I look over at Tango, "I'm afraid so" Everyone starts panicking again when I heard a thud. No-

"Grian?!" I heard Jimmy shout. I look over to where Grian was standing to see him laying on the floor, unconscious. No, please, please don't be dead. Jimmy goes over to Grian and checks his pulse.

Jimmy let's out a breath he didn't know he was holding, "He still has a pulse, so he's just unconscious" I can hear multiple people release a breath, including me. I don't know what I'd do if Grian died. The air still feels cold, so I start rubbing my hands together again when Martyn said something.

"Grian, are you okay?!" I look back over towards Grian to see that he's already getting up off the floor.

"I'm fine" He said, looking at everyone, like he was choosing someone for something-

"AHHH" Jimmy screams. He got stabbed. Grian stabbed him. Where did he get a knife from?! Jimmy was holding his arm as Pearl and Scott go over to help him. Grian then starts laughing like a manic.

"Did you really think I didn't know this house was haunted!? I brought you all here to die!" Grian yells. He then goes into another laughing fit. Everyone looks betrayed, except Bdubs, who looked like he wanted to murder Grian.

"Grian! I will kill you! Why did you want us to die!?" Bdubs yells trying to get over to Grian while Etho and Skizz hold him back.

Grian glares at Bdubs, "No reason, I just wanted to see some murder"

"So Cleo died because of you?!" BigB said, starting to cry again

Grian let out a giggle, "Quite right" No, Grian wouldn't want to murder us, something is wrong. Why did he go unconscious and get up in about one minute? I go up to Grian and slap him in the face. Everyone gasps, including Grian.

"Snap out of it! This isn't you, something must be controlling you, I-I know it" I say, stuttering at the end. I didn't want to believe that Grian really brought us here to murder us. Grian then starts falling unconscious again, but I luckily caught him before he fell.

"Is he okay?!" Ren asked

"He just went unconscious again, I-I don't know" I reply. I'm currently freaking out. What if Grian doesn't wake up again. I go to sit on the ground, Grian still in my arms. All we can do is wait. We can't escape this haunted house. Cleo died, and Grian might not wake up. What if everyone else dies. What if I die. What if-

"Mumbo!" I look up in surprise as Scar called my name

"Are you okay? You were zoning out for quite a bit" Scar asked. I looked around to see everyone in their own conversations, just waiting for Grian to wake up.

"I-I'm fine" I reply

"You sure? That stutter makes me think otherwise" Scar questioned

"Well, I don't know Scar! We're trapped in a haunted house, Cleo is dead and we don't know if Grian will wake up, do you really think I'm okay?!" I snapped

Scar looked at me shocked, "I-I'm sorry Mumbo-"

"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you, I'm just stressed," I say, cutting Scar off

"It's okay, you shouldn't have to apologize for being stressed," Scar said, giving me a weak smile. I give a small smile back when I hear a groan come from someone.

"What-What happened?" Grian asked, his voice sounding tired. Everyone heard Grian's voice and looked over towards us.

"Grian! I'm so glad you're okay!" Martyn said

Bdubs scoffed, "Yeah, your glad he's okay so he can murder us now"

"So I can... What?!" Grian asked again

"Don't try and play dumb, you brought us here to murder us!" Bdubs yelled.

Grian looked at Bdubs with his head tilting to the side. "When did I say that?" Somethings not right...

"Grian, do you really not remember trying to kill Jimmy and then saying you would kill us to?" I asked

Grian shook his head, "No... Wait I tried to kill Timmy?!"

I nod my head. Grian looks extremely guilty. Maybe it really wasn't Grian before I slapped him...

"Bdubs, I think a ghost must have possessed Grian when he fell unconscious," I said

Chapter 3! We're getting to my favourite part of the story now 👀👀👀

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