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T* · 03-11-2014, 08:02 PM

and then theres kevin

T* · 03-11-2014, 08:03 PM

oh i just ruined a suspenseful tense moment
i'm sorry

Cal. · 03-11-2014, 08:04 PM

This story is brilliant!

Shaun · 03-11-2014, 08:04 PM

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Originally Posted by Shaun

DIsclaimer: these events all take place at random times in a three hour window on the same day the characters arrived in Centralia. If any of the survivors are the Killer, their 'story' may be intentionally erroneous so as to cover their tracks.

"...do...do you know these people?" Bella fretted, pointing behind her to the dead bodies her and Reuben had just discovered.
"Why would I? You invited me here," Reuben backed up, a little bit affronted by Bella's accusatory tone. "Maybe they were hit by a car".
"Oh, right, because there's just so much traffic around here - hang on," she pulled a cell phone from her pocket, and began texting someone.
"What are you doing?" Reuben went to snatch it, worried they'd get blamed for this grisly discovery. He was unsuccessful.
"Carl will know what to do," she smiled.
"What's Carl got to do with this - isn't he waiting for us down the road?" Reuben pointed towards the sign for Centralia - or what he assumed was a sign for Centralia - a hundred yards or so away.

Bella grew frustrated in the middle of her text and decided to ring Carl instead. Reuben, exasperated, and a little bit panicked by the whole situation, decided to run down the road and look for help in Centralia. He came to a churchyard and found nobody, but saw some old couple peering through their home's curtains at him and decided to be bold and knock on their door. As soon as it opened, Reuben had a strong whiff of sulphur - like someone inside had been striking matches all day - and saw that the couple were wearing gas masks around their necks.
"Excuse me, sir, ma'am, but my friend -" Reuben remembered he'd left Bella behind on the phone with further panic - "we were in the woods, and we found these kids in the bushes-"
"Hush, now," the woman placed her hand on his shoulder - it was terribly cold, he thought - and she handed him a gas mask.
"You'll be needing that, son," the man smiled sympathetically.
"Go find that girlfriend of yours and get away from here, you hear?" the woman stared into his eyes, "there's nothing in Centralia for you."
"But, they were dead-"
"I know, sweetheart, I know. It's the fumes. People who come to Helltown should prepare for burning," she smiled calmly, as her husband closed the door in his face.

Reuben looked down at the cold, black gas mask in his hands and tried looking around for whatever it was these shut-ins were protecting themselves from, and in his head he thought he could see some mist on the horizon, but all that could really be seen were isolated streets and trees blowing in a light breeze. He remembered Bella, and sprinted back up the main road into Centralia, to a rough whereabouts of where the bodies were, only to find she'd gone missing. In her place, he saw a boy only a year or two older than himself, walking down the road ahead of him.

"What do you know about my sister?" he pleaded, as he shoved Reuben against a tree.

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T* · 03-11-2014, 08:04 PM

Shaun, You need to become an author

Shaun · 03-11-2014, 08:05 PM

"It's fine, really," a distorted voice on the phone sighed, "look behind you. Do you see a sign for a garage?"
"I do-" Bella began to jog towards it.
"Well, I'm at the garage. Don't worry, it'll all be fine," Bella could almost hear a smile through the muffled voice, but she was a little bit put out by the fact that Carl wasn't using his real voice. She followed the signposting for this garage and was a bit disappointed to discover it was the most ruminitive, pitiful excuse for a garage imaginable.

"You wouldn't even be able to fit more than one car in that," she laughed aloud, and she was proved correct when the doors opened to reveal a pair of headlights beaming straight at her. 'Ah, the great anonymous reveal as I'm blinded,' she thought - and for once she was sadly mistaken. The figure ahead of her who'd opened its doors, climbed back into the car and floored the accelerator. Bella turned to jump out of the way, but just a fraction of a second too late, and the last thing that went through that know-it-all's mind was a side-splitting pain as she tumbled over the hood. She landed in the road with a sickening crunch; the driver didn't even need to reverse and finish her off, but they decided to anyway.

T* · 03-11-2014, 08:06 PM

Amy Jade · 03-11-2014, 08:06 PM

RIP Bella

T* · 03-11-2014, 08:06 PM

Bye Bella, whoever you may be

Cal. · 03-11-2014, 08:07 PM

Poor Bella

LukeB · 03-11-2014, 08:07 PM

Bella </3

Shaun · 03-11-2014, 08:09 PM

Helena had been dropped off on the other side of the borough - the heavily residential area, or what probably was once upon a time - and the night was beginning to fall.
"Stick around here," Max told her, "I need to gather some friends." He drove off.
Helena put on the coat he'd given her and took in the events that had led to her arrival. Just four hours ago she was being taken for a ride into town by her nurse, and now she was an escaped asylum patient alone in a dark town. Max had been kind enough, she conceded, but she was a little bit concerned as to his motives; he'd told her that he knew she wasn't insane, and he promised her revenge on the people who'd had her locked away. She knew nothing else - and most importantly, she didn't know how he knew all of this about her. She hadn't talked to anyone outside of the hospital walls in over eight months now, although she supposed it was entirely possible that Autumn girl she'd befriended could've told someone about her story.

Helena went for a brief walk around as the sun fully set, and saw rows upon rows of detached houses just stood, gathering dust and shadows. One down in a slight valley on the left seemed to have some kind of halo effect about it, though, she thought, and with no idea as to how long Max would be, she figured she may as well take a little journey to investigate. The temperature was getting cooler now - around 8pm in October was never delightful in any part of Pennsylvania - so she power-walked to keep warm. Each house she passed just added to her feelings of loneliness, and reminded her of the rooms on her own ward in their own little quaint, identical ways, but she soon came to what was causing that dim light from up the hill.

She had no idea what this meant, or who it was aimed at, but she walked back to the drop-off point with a bemused smile.

Jack. · 03-11-2014, 08:09 PM

RIP Bella

T* · 03-11-2014, 08:10 PM

dis story

Liam- · 03-11-2014, 08:11 PM

Dayumn Bella! #RIP #SquishHa

Ammi · 03-11-2014, 08:11 PM

..Bella..

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Shaun · 03-11-2014, 08:12 PM

Danny had deserted Eli long back, now; in search of someone called the Host, he gathered, although he found Danny's ramblings a little too inconsistent and bizarre even from a drug addict's perspective. Eli was now practically screaming - his veins felt like they were about to burst from his arms - but something told him to head back to the church where they'd met. That little girl playing with a lighter had disappeared too, but he didn't particularly care considering she'd kept her distance the entire time anyway. He thought he could hear voices on the walk back - some old woman, he thought - but that was almost certainly his mind playing tricks on him. He noticed the gas mask graffiti everywhere, as Danny had pointed out, and it was as though they were all whispering to him.
"Human?" they kept hissing.
Eli picked up the pace and walked around the back of the church, trying to find anything that might point to the stranger's whereabouts. He looked up at the church's windows for a split second, when he felt a presence to his left.

What do you think I am? Human?

"You're safe now", Eli heard, as his throat was slashed in one swift motion by a box cutter.

Eli and Bella's stories...

Spoiler:

He got off the bus at Mt. Carmel. That was as far as his ticket would take him.

He stood and looked at the old highway he was meant to follow. He rifled through his bag to double check the directions. Yep, down there it was. It looked abandoned and the road was cracked and weeds were growing all along it. He looked at the sky and it looked like rain was due; he could see the storm clouds building in the distance. At just after 7pm, he knew the sun would soon be setting. He had no idea how long it would take him to walk to this place called Centralia so he decided he best hurry along. He felt all of a sudden a need to get his fix and a wave of paranoia rushed through him.

"Calm yourself, Eli, calm yourself, soon enough you can get the fix," he murmured to himself as he began to walk along the old highway. The stranger had promised him redemption from his old life and the constant fix he needed would always be there waiting for him when he arrived. This drove Eli to walk a little faster.

He'd struggled this last year, it had been hard coming off an addiction to drugs, especially as he had gotten into them at the age of 13. His parents had been tough on him and at the time he had hated them for it. Looking back now, it had been for the best, but society had wanted him to fail. At every opportunity somebody was there with their harsh judgments of him and his past, or trying to coax him back into old habits. He had to get away from the society he was growing resentful towards. He'd found a friend through a support group he had found online one night when having a near lapse. He'd broken down to this stranger and they told him all would be fine and he was a stronger person than he realised. They had said a distraction away from the temptation was what he needed and they knew where he could go to find it with people like him who were desperate that would help.

Eli knew it would only be a matter of time before he slipped if he didn't get away, so he begged this stranger to help him. They promised they would and the next day Eli found an envelope had been addressed to him delivered to his house. He opened it and to find a letter:

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Redemption is there for the taking, saviors are there for the making

Along with the letter were bus tickets and directions. He knew at once that this was the right choice and, without hesitation, packed a few things into his bag and left. He sighed once more and he could hear the thunder in the distance rumbling. He picked up his pace once more and continued onwards to Centralia...

Spoiler:

Bella was miserable. Her father was an alcoholic and was often verbally abusive to her. He wasn't always this way, but since her mum ran off with his best friend two years ago he had changed, and although he wasn't physically abusive, Bella feared it was only a matter of time. It didn't help that she was an outcast at high school and often bullied.

Her release was online forums and writing stories, they helped her escape reality; something she longed would happen. She would often write stories about how people escaped and she imagined herself as them. She also wrote stories about how people didn't escape and the twisted things they had to endure. She imagined that happening to other people.

Then one day on a forum she got a message from a stranger she had never seen who went by the name of Carl. He seemed to know a lot about her. But there was something about this person, they were sympathetic to her, nobody had ever been like this with her. They knew she was miserable and that she longed for a way out of this life. They offered her a place on a small group and that this group would help her to find herself and show her true potential. All she had to do was say and they would help.

She desperately wanted help, but was scared. She didn't want to go alone but she knew nobody would go with her because she knew nobody. She needed somebody as miserable and desperate as she was.

Then one day she stumbled across a boy named Reuben online. He had written a confessional about how his life was unbearable and that people did not appreciate him. She knew he was the one, he was lost of focus and could easily be influenced, she just had to convince him to join her. It took some work but after weeks and her nearly giving up he agreed.
She couldn't believe it and instantly messaged this 'Carl' and begged that he let Reuben come.

His reply was instant and he congratulated her on finding Reuben and said he would help them both. He then messaged her details for the bus they should take to where he would meet them.
With that Bella told Reuben where to meet her and they would get the bus together...

Marc and Mokkajava, thank you very much for playing, and I'm so sorry it's been such a brief stay