~Desperate Defiances~

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He passes out.

The crimson liquid now spilling on to the floor as it spills down his head from where the bat hit him. A small pool of the said liquid piled around Colbys almost lifeless body.

The amount of blood he was loosing was sickly.

~??? POV~
I stand above his almost lifeless body as I text precious little Samuel to make sure they were going to agree to save him. It would be quite hilarious if they refused, I could have much more fun just killing them off individually. But oh- do I love the suspense. Lets see how fun it'll be for them once they find the ipad. Hope its still where this dumbass left it.

I kneel down on the ground as I grab his limp arm and put it over my shoulder ready to carry him somewhere only I know. I get up slowly to make sure he doesn't fall down on the ground cause right now they're probably in the hall on the opposite side. I can't risk them finding us so soon. I finally fully turn around and start making my way towards the room he was hiding in. I knew he was there so I pretended to move in the opposite direction to confuse him, but my god does this idiot not have any courage, took him 50 minutes to finally do something.

I reach the entrance to the room and carry on further. I'm now far deeper into the Nurses Quarters. I reach the end of the hall and I see the Right Wing reception.

(PRETEND ITS NIGHTTIME AND THAT ITS REALLY DARK)

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(PRETEND ITS NIGHTTIME AND THAT ITS REALLY DARK)

I drag myself to the second doorway and low and behold everything is ready.

(Pretend the chair has wheels on it so it can be dragged around and stuff

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(Pretend the chair has wheels on it so it can be dragged around and stuff.)

I walk to centre of the room and set his body down on the chair as I grab a rope from the far left side of the room alongside some tape and a soundproof muzzle. I mean I sure as hell don't want him to call out for help while I'm torturing the others with fake clues to sike them the fuck out.

I start to tie him up with the rope as tight as possible. I put some tape over his mouth before I put the soundproof muzzle on him. "Ew- blood. Ugh- can you not bleed so much. I didn't even hit you that hard." I say as I finally finish putting the muzzle on him.

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