#killer got7

“Y/N this isn’t funny. It’s barely even a joke. There’s 5 million dollars on the line here and we all agreed this is either a hoax or we should be worried. Can you please be a little more…oh i don’t know… SERIOUS!”  Your best friend reminds you.  After receiving an invitation to attend the worlds most haunted house for a night, you had to admit, you were skeptical. All “haunted” houses were always hoax and if by chance they actually turned out to be haunted, nothing ever happened. You quite enjoyed creepy shit to say the least, but this time you were offered a rather large reward if you made it out alive and well… you were going to test this “dangerously deadly” opportunity even if it killed you… *no pun intended* You were allowed to bring five other people of your choosing who will each receive an extra 500,000 for surviving the night, so you brought along your four best friends and your boyfriend of a year.

Taehyung is a brilliant, funny, and handsome young man you had met in the library of your school. Although he admitted to not going to your university, he had friends who had graduated and showed him how to sneak into the library to use our books. He was pre-med and was planning to attend Harvard in the fall. You valued his intelligence almost as much as you valued his good looks and well, maintained manners. You’re not sure why or how you found him but you were glad you did. It was odd though… for someone who was indifferent about scary things, he seemed to be more excited about this then you were. “AH IT’S BEAUTIFUL HUNNY! JUST LOOK AT IT” Tae marveled at the house as he walked up the front steps. “To think after we win this…this could be ours!” He smiled, grabbing your hand. “That wasn’t in the instructions.” You retorted. “It’s in the fine print!” He giggled walking into the living room. You shrugged it off before entering behind him. 

Stepping into the house you placed your bags on the floor by the couch and the coffee table. “Lighten up will you! This should be a breeze!” You smile plopping down onto the couch and placing your feet upon the table. “She’s right, this place is pretty sweet but in like every horror movie…. the nice houses often cause the most horrific killings so… let’s lay out some ground rules.” Kenny says, pulling out her notebook and readying herself to write notes. You agree, sitting up properly and being joined by Jenny, Kai, Tae and Leo. Just as you were about to speak, you could hear a swirling sound, as if metal plates were grinding together. “Hey… can you hear that?” Leo asks, getting up and heading for the next room. In the center of the room on the floor stood 13 rings with different cryptic symbols, that seemed to resemble hieroglyphics upon them, while the center rotates. “What the fuck is this!” Jenny yelled from a cross the room. 

A book with gold accents and a black leather casing laid still upon a pillar off to the corner. Old aged pages with writing in latin containing the same cryptic language as the floor stood upon the pillar but this time toward the center of the book were illustrations of disturbing depiction. At the bottom of the podium stood a note that read. “Now that you have come to play, make it out alive you must, to claim the treasure and the prize, your lives in our hands you trust. Stay the night, until morning with all our grizzly ghouls and ghost, to hold the gold and behold, the lives you love the most.” 

 “I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK THAT MEANS BUT I DON’T THINK WE SHOULD BE HERE” Kenny yelled, before rushing to grab her belongings. “Oh please! They're just trying to scare us!” You laughed, grabbing a pair of the glasses that laid on the table besides the book walking down the hall and down the staircase that was beside the podium.

Taking a few steps into the maze of glass, you found yourself tracing the letters on the walls. “See nothing to be…” A loud hiss sounds emerged from your right side, as you turned towards the glass. “…scared…” Looking to the side and nothing was there to be seen “…of…” As you moved closer to the glass from where the sound came from a loud bang ricochetted off the walls as a bloodied and battered man appeared with a bat continuously banging against the glass. “LET. ME. THE. FUCK. OUT!” He screamed, spitting blood on the glass with every word. His face had been torn to shreds on one side, his chest cavity completely visible, major lacerations to his torso and abdomen and his clothes torn to pieces. He wore a black and red plaid shirt and a leather jacket that had been burned off. “NOWWWW!!!” he growled. You screamed running back up the stairs afraid for your life. 

“WE HAVE TO LEAVE NOW! THIS ISN’T A FUCKING JOKE”! You grabbed your bag throwing your jacket and shirt into it and putting back on your shoes. Kenny right beside you with bag in hand. Just as she approached the opened sliding glass door with a cog, it slammed shut, the locking mechanisms springing into action. “We’re fucked!” You silently whispered, sliding to the floor and clutching your knees. The book falling right beside you. You noticed the piece of paper that had slid out of the back pages as everyone began to bang on the door and the rotating ring on the floor slowly turned into two rotating rings. “Every hour one of my pets will be released. If you can survive the 13 hours the money is yours. Use the glasses to see my friends up close and personal. And may God be with you…” 

“Pets…” you whispered to yourself. Sliding the glasses back on you read the list of pets and in what order they were going to be released. “ The First Born Son, The Torso, The Bounded, The Withered Lover, The Torn Prince, The Angry Prince, The Great Child and the Dire Father, The Pilgrim, The Hammer, The Jackal, The Juggernaut…and there’s one missing…. THERE’S ONE MISSING! WHO TF IS THE 13TH GHOST!” You screamed as everyone fell silent. 

“I don’t know wtf is going on but we got bigger things to worry about!” Leo shouted at you. Everyone’s glasses placed on their face as you picked up the pair you had in your hands, placing them on yourself. As blood droplets fell onto the scattered pages of the book,You looked above you, a nasty shiver running down your spine…