NTWF in: Conspiracy

[Sirius]

Eight
Confrontations

The following day, the body parts were dumped off at a local landfill. No one wanted to see them -- not even for a funeral. A memorial service was held with an empty casket, which was kept closed throughout the duration of the program. After the program had finished, everyone solemnly returned to their rooms. Carrie had been a friend to almost everyone at the Forum and her passing hit them hard, regardless of the others before her.

The Forum was silent for many days after that. The only words that were exchanged were when they people were about to fall asleep or to wake them up. No usual happenings occurred. One of these happenings were the killings. This was a welcome change and many hoped it would stay that way and they would be released. Maybe the killer had stopped -- found the error of his ways.

But, that night, the killer struck again. With a vengeance. The target? Sirius. As he was walking down the halls, heading towards his room, the killer came out, a pistol in hand. The night sky and moon peered in through a large window but, other than that, the hall was dark. No one roamed the halls; no one dared this time of night. But Sirius was thirsty and just had to get water.

And now the killer was in front of him, gun cocked. His eyes could be seen. Only a handkerchief covered the face. The eyes were familiar -- everyone had seen them. Sirius looked on in horror as the killer came a few inches closer. “Hello, Sirius…” he said. It was obvious the killer was disguising his voice. “Ready to be killed?”

Sirius gulped. “Why do you want to kill me? Why…why do you want to kill the others?”

The handkerchief stretched a bit and Sirius could tell he was smiling. “Because I can.”

The words sent a chill down his spine. “Who are you?”

The killer sighed, then his eyes lit up. “Since you’re going to die anyway, I’ll show you. I think you’ll be quite surprised. Now, stand back and if you make one noise I’ll blow your darn brains out -- right here and right now.” The killer ripped off the handkerchief with one hand, revealing his face.

Sirius gasped, unable to say a word. Then, he finally mustered up the courage to say exactly what was on his mind. “You scoundrel!” he yelled out. Shots rang out and Sirius lay dead on the floor…



Bit of a twisty. Didn't think I could kill myself now, right? Well, short but I'm gonna make a large amount of short chapters...cause I can.

[ncwidt5895]

Sirius is dead and I'm dead and everyone's dead D: Let's have a dead party ^_^

[Sirius]

Yay! Exact reason I killed myself. I heard these dead parties are great for the kids.

[Sirius]

Nine
Closing in on Death

Cough. Cough. Blood spurted out of Sirius’ mouth as he lay there on the floor. He could feel the first rays of the sun coming through the window, warming his body. He could feel the blood pooling around him. A sharp pained throbbed in his chest. But he wasn’t dead. He wasn’t dead.

He tried groaning, tried to make some noise to alert someone to his presence. No one. They wouldn’t be up this early. Sirius breathed heavily; his lungs barely moved up and down, only getting a small amount of oxygen. Yet, he was still breathing and that counted for something. Actually, a helluva lot.

Cough. Blood. Cough. More blood.

Death was near, Sirius could feel it. But…if he could just tell someone who the killer was. Who it was that was causing all this pain and trouble. Maybe something could be solved with his help.

Cough. Groan. Cough. Blood. “He…” the tries to call for help were fruitless. His lungs were filling with blood. Cough. Blood. More blood. “He…” still cannot call out. “HELP!” Sirius finally manages to shout.

Footsteps. “Holy hell, what happened here?” came a voice. Familiar. Sirius tried to see who it was but was unable. More shouts. More footsteps. Sirius could feel himself being poked and prodded, then lifted up. Unconsciousness.

[Zylaa]

Evil cliffhanger! *smites it*

[Deleted]

Good addition; I can't wait for chapters eleven and twelve!

Who is the killer? *gulp*

[Deleted]

Dude, you get my exhalt of the hour because this is really good.

Write! *wonders if Sirius is like Carrie and write when people feed him*

*sutffs a pepperoni pizza in his mouth for good measure*

[Sirius]

Ten
Escape

Two Weeks Later

“How is everyone?” came a curious voice, belonging to Patjade. Murmurs and nods of happiness were exchanged in the room. Murders had been nonexistent for quite a long time. Sirius, who was badly injured, had survived yet again and was walking around the Forum, a large bandage covering his stomach where he was stabbed. Patjade then continued talking. “Recently the killing has stopped in the Forum. And we’ve lived in peaceful seclusion.” A smile continued to stay on her face. “And, today, we were going to send you home…” -- her face turned into a more solemn and serious look -- “but we can’t. The killer has struck again in a massive attack. If you haven’t noticed, many are not here now. They have been killed.” She gulped, looking around the room sadly, as were other people, trying to figure out who was missing. “The killer centered these victims in a room and…” she paused, taking a deep breath. “…blew them up. A bomb has entered on Forum territory and left four dead/ Will, Kat, Rider, and Apollo -- rest in peace.” Her face turned from solemn to determined. “And now, and excuse me for being so harsh, we will find the scoundrel who did this. If it is one of you, I urge you to come forward and…we will not kill you.” She looked around the room again. “No one is coming forward. And I hope the killer gets the hell he or she deserves.”

People looked around the room, wondering if the person next to them was the killer. “We will have to lock you in the Times Lobby. There will be beds and amenities there within a few hours. And, please--” she stressed, “--if you find any information pertaining to the identity of the killer, come forward. We do not welcome any more deaths. Guards will lead you to the Lobby. No items can be brought in the compound and you will be all checked when you arrive.”

Fourmers started to get up. Guards invaded the room, dragging people out and into the Lobby. A shot rang out and a guard started to run. “YOU! THERE!” Another shot rang out toward Sims, who had opened the door to the stairwell and running down, the guard quickly following. “Get over here!” Sims continued running, jumping down the flights of stairs, trying to escape.

The guard was on his tail, only a few steps behind him. Other guards could be heard bellowing down the stairs. “Sir, you have to come with us!” Sims ignored them, breaking toward a door and shutting it quickly behind him. Guards swarmed after him. “BACK HERE NOW!”

Sims ran through the dimmed hallways, pushing carts and other items onto the floor, trying to slow the guards down. “Sims! Stop! darn it!” Sims ran towards the front door and burst out, letting a stream of light into the hallway. It quickly disappeared as the door was shut. Guards ran out behind him. He was nowhere to be seen.

A guard grabbed his radio and put it up to his mouth. “Pat, the suspect has escaped. Repeat: the suspect has escaped.”

Patjade could be heard cursing lightly for a moment. “Block off every exit -- we have to find him. Now.”

“Understood,” the guard said, putting the walkie-talkie back into his belt.

[Sirius]

I have written the next chapter and it ish long. But I will keep you in suspense for a few more hours. I'm so deliciously evil.

[Zylaa]

sirussblack said:

I have written the next chapter and it ish long. But I will keep you in suspense for a few more hours. I'm so deliciously evil.

GAH. *turns you over to the killer--for the third time--* By the way, didn't you see the killer's face that second time?

[Ish]

zylaa said:

sirussblack said:

I have written the next chapter and it ish long. But I will keep you in suspense for a few more hours. I'm so deliciously evil.

GAH. *turns you over to the killer--for the third time--* By the way, didn't you see the killer's face that second time?

I was wondering that too

[Sirius]

Yes. And I realized this in the midst of writing the next chapter and added a short bit to explain that. XD

[Deleted]

sirussblack said:

Yes. And I realized this in the midst of writing the next chapter and added a short bit to explain that. XD

Geesh, he got unconscious and almost died!
So his conscious surpressed the last moments.
Or he got a brain damage

[Deleted]

*nibbles nails nervously* What's going to happen next? Aaaah, suspense! *suspenseful music plays*








_{... *shifty eyes* Sims isn't the killer, I know it.}

[Sirius]

I will be posting the next chapter in exactly five minutes.