The Demon's Game

Arianna sweat with anticipation, stuffed in an old janitor's closet with Akira. in a scenario that they named "Hell Hospital." Her skin was cold, and her heart beat fast. Too fast, in fact.

Zed moaned and groaned, and scratched at the door from the outside. Zed, or zombies, were quite common in Hell Hospital. Too common, actually. Hordes of them rampaged through the halls, killing any creatures in sight.

And, right now, they could sense Arianna's tender, beating heart.

"Calm down, and the fuckers will piss off, okay?" Akira whispered, grabbing a hold of Arianna's shoulders. Obviously, someone had a potty mouth. "Just calm down.. think of your life before The Game, PLEASE," she pleaded.

Arianna tried her best, but couldn't. She was too afraid. Too afraid of death, too afraid of The Game. She had learned to fear everything that came her way, even toilets and harmless mannequins.

Akira gained an unruly and quite evil grin, and unlocked the door. She forcefully grabbed Arianna, and opened the door, only to shove her companion outside to be eaten alive. The poor blonde screamed like a banshee - at least, until her throat was ripped open by the Zed. Blood spurting everywhere, the Zed feasted - all the while ignoring Akira, whose heart beat too quietly to be detected. Locking the door, she waited until the noise died down.

When all was silent, she unlocked the door, and stepped outside, her favorite scalpel at hand.

Nothing. Nothing was outside of the door, besides a big puddle of blood, and scraps of a hospital gown. Arianna's hospital gown. Barefoot and dressed in practically the same garment, Akira deftly avoided the ichor on the floor.

Now what? She just killed her only ally thus far. And the helicopter on the roof was probably already gone, taken by others. That left some normal cars in the parking lot - and the ambulances. But how would she get the keys? The Zed usually crowded vital areas, and she had no gun or chainsaw. Not even a friend.

Akira decided to patrol the halls, and check the surgical rooms. Having already gotten a doctor's keycard from a zombie, she slid in the first one with ease. She couldn't see who, as they were surround by living mannequins, but someone was on the operating table.

The mannequins were just about ready to slice them open with their scalpels.

[Whoever wants to comes in as the person on the table - no restraints or anything, and probably woken up by the screams.]

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I wake up to the sound of screaming. Not knowing where the hell I was and why mannequins were over me, I kicked them out of the way. I was wearing my regular hoodie and jeans and black converse before but seemed to have changed into a hospital gown.


One minute, I was asleep in my bed and the next, I was I'm some kind of insane asylum. I grab a scalpel as I hear footsteps. "My specialty is slicing flesh, come up if you want to experience it"

Akira raised her hands, scalpel in her right as she heard the other "threaten" her. She laughed some, and stomped the head of a mannequin that seemed to want to get up.

"Whoa, buddy. I'm Akira. Put down the scalpel, and we can talk."

The girl also appeared to be wearing a hospital gown.. and some hospital socks.

"If you don't believe me, suit yourself. I'm Takeshi" I reply, putting my scalpel into the pocket if the gown as I looked around for my clothes.


"You have the same name as my cousin..."

"Coolio," the girl replied, returning her hands to her sides as she stepped forward and let the door close. "Full name's Akira Dodokashira, but people like to call me Key-no-no or otherwise. Or the 'bitch,' but I smash anyone's face in who says that to my face."

"I can see that. Where am I anyway? And I swear, any bitches who step out of the shadows are getting their heart and chest sliced in half"

"You're in Hell Hospital, one of the scenarios for the Demon's Game. Really complicated, blahblahblah, insert words here. One of the nerds around here could explain it to you better, really. Like Nikoli."

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"I get it. How do you suggest we escape" Takeshi crosses his arms, scalpel in hand.

"Well, we can either go through the sewers, try to see if Dylan didn't take the heli yet, or get in one of the ambulances or other cars." Akira thought for a moment. "Nikoli is great to have in any scenario. So I suggest looking for him first.. oh, and he only speaks Russian."

"Nikoli sounds helpful. I guess search for him first. It's better to lose the helicopter then to lose an all purpose guy"

"Yeah, he is. And amazingly sexy. You'd get along with him, even if I'd have to translate.. which, half of things I don't understand anyways." The girl opened the doors to the room, revealing a single limping zombie, or Zed.

"Shall I take care of that?" Akira asked.

"I got it" I say emotionlessly, stepping up from behind and slitting it's throat, then smashing it's face.

The poor zombie fell to the ground without bleeding. It squirmed a bit, but once its face was smashed in, it was truly dead.

Akira just watched with glee. "Alright. If Nikoli was in this scenario, he'd probably be.. hm.. at the nurse's desk on floor three. That's a floor above us, alright?"

"Got it" I reply, going with her. I grab a rag and clean my scalpel. "Filthy..."

The pink-haired girl made her way to a stairwell, waving for Takeshi to follow her. She started up the steps, scalpel at hand. Oh, how she missed Jack.. too bad she'd have to wait 'til later to see him again.

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"Okay, once we meet the guy, what'll we do?" I ask, walking alongside the Female