"Here": A survival-horror RP
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Simon was smiling, and running as fast as he could. He reached the closet where he heard Rosa's voice and yanked the door open.
Johnathan took Samantha's gun out of her holster and threw it to him. "Here, just give it back before she wakes up"
The closet door was yanked open, and all that was inside was a mangled corpse hanging from a hanger, the sinew, also hanging the body from the top of the closet.
Joshua's POV: "Thanks."
Joshua pointed the gun into the room and fired, illuminating the room for enough time for Josh to observe what was within.
Joshua pointed the gun into the room and fired, illuminating the room for enough time for Josh to observe what was within.
Simon jumped backwards. "N-No... It's not true." Simon looked at the corpses's head. It had brunette hair. He slowly moved his hand to grasp it's chin. He moved the head so the face was looking at him.
Simon scrambled away from the corpse, his back hit the wall. "I-It's ok Simon... W-What did you expect? Rosa D-died years ago a-and her body is probably completly decomposed... Y-You're stupid for believing that she'd be alive in this mansion... Stupid, stupuid stupid..."
Then, the corpse's voice changed to that of Rosa's.
"Why didn't you save me, Simon? Why didn't you save me?"
"Why didn't you save me, Simon? Why didn't you save me?"
"No! No it cant be!" Johnathan walked straight into the pitch black and dissapeared for a few seconds before some lights came on inside. The entire room was a massive army barracks. No. It was Johnathans army barracks from his time as a Para. There were a few people asleep on the beds. Johnathan tried to wake them up to no avail. "It can't be!"
""I-I tried! I struggled and struggled as hard as I could against that cursed rope that kept me from saving you! I wanted to save you, more than anything! Anything in the world! No amount of wealth, or women, or respect, or worldly possesions would have made me give you up! I tried as hard as I could, but it wasn't enough." He cried and put his head to the floor, covering it with his hands. "I'm sorry, Rosa!"
"Simon, you left me to die," the voice was slowly becoming distorted. "You watched him cut me open and take my blood. You are nothing but a coward," the voice now took on a much more nightmarish tone. "YOU FREAK!!"
Johnathan walked over to his old bed. He opened the footlocker that had his name stickered on front and found nothing inside but his old army sergeants uniform. He held up the dhirt which had his name on it's chest and the few medals he got after he survived the attack. Johnathan just froze there, staring at the shirt and the memories that came with it.
"N-No! I'm not a coward! I tried as hard as I could! I did! I wanted to save you! I didn't care if I was going to get stabbed, I wanted to save you but I couldn't break the rope! I tried to escape the bonds so I could save you! I did! I tried because... Because I love you! You were always so nice to me, no one else was. I loved you so much. I did! And I tried and tried! I wish it was me who would have died, and not you! You didn't deserve it! You were so kind, and young, why did you have to die?! Why couldn't he have killed me, the freak, first?!"
Almost absent-mindedly, Johnathan answered his question. "Yeah. This was my barracks from when I was a para in the army and this is my bed and my shirt and.. and.." A tear rolled down his cheek as the painful and horrible memories came back