10 dying friends

Day 3

I was tired, I felt my eyelids closing every minute before shockingly opening them. Yesternight was a rough night. After what happened to Yoda, me and the others tried to comfort Birb, but she had a mental breakdown and slammed the door in our face. We couldn't come in; it was the rule. I stood there for half an hour talking to her, but she didn't respond or react. It felt like I was talking to a wall.

And now I had a piece of fabric which I mopped the floor with. I found in the lunchroom a bucket and I filled it with water. There was so much blood, the white concrete floor the classroom had was now light red. After I mopped the floor, I grabbed the scattered pieces of flesh and organs. I puked after I disposed of them, I never have felt so sick.

The whole facility was silent, only the sound of the new horror movie that was playing. I only watched the beginning; it was about a doll. I hate dolls.

Yesterday I broke open some lockers before the game started and I found some diaries. I've only read one and it shocked me.
It was about a girl. She described herself as the small one and the fake popular one. She said she plays a sort of character, as she is one of the bullies of the school, but she doesn't want to be one. She also told the diary of her problems of coming out, as she was bisexual and had a crush on another girl at school, her name was Kianna. She was an immigrant from the Netherlands and went to England to learn the language. Kianna was also an immigrant the girl told, with some others named Bea, Bey and Cherry. The girl told that this school had only one person that actually came from the country itself, one of her friends named Vaz.

When I read the name Vaz, I was utterly shocked. The diary was just normal school stuff further and I read certain things about myself.

She described me as cocky, egotistical and sometimes arrogant. I blinked at that, because that wasn't me. Maybe this memory deleting stuff changed my personality. I read further and the girl described me as sometimes seeing a second layer, as if I wasn't my real self either. I frowned at that. The end of the diary was weird. The pages were crumbled and rippled if they fell into water. It was just a few scrambles. I wouldn't say her handwriting was amazing but it was decipherable, the handwriting she used here was almost unreadable. It said things like: "He ruined it all," "All is in scrambles" "the 'accident' wasn't an accident," "10" "why" "I don't want this" "this can't be real" and one thing that was dreadful; "Loki x Kianna is gone" I narrowed my eyes at those written words.

Is it the diary from Loki? And if so, does that mean that we are all connected because of "the accident". She also wrote "10" which reminded me of the game, us 10 have something that made us come here. We aren't just random people.

I ran to the lockers room and saw the names she described in her diary; this is all connected. Something with a school. In the empty room I saw articles about a school,

One was named: Tragedy at Discord High
The second was named: Only 10 survived
And the third was named: Middle School under fire.

Again, with the 10. There is something going on here. There is a larger picture. Is that why they erased our memories? The tragedy part, is that the accident? Are we here to because it wasn't an accident? But why does the host want to kill us then? It doesn't make sense. Maybe we saw something that we weren't supposed to see, I don't get it. Why not slit our necks? Why not just make an easy kill. They are just toying with us, but why?

I am getting a headache of this. I threw the diary in a drawer. I looked at the dorms. The first two dorms doors were opened, I didn't notice this earlier. I walked into Loki's room. It was a grey and black room, the same lay-out as mine. I opened the drawer and saw the passport of Loki in it, nothing news. I also saw a picture. It was me, Loki and Birb in these cocky dresses and arrogant smiles. I put the photo in my kangaroo pocket. I am determined to find the secret. I went to Yoda's room and found another picture. It was a class photo. I looked at everyone, and yes, we were all in the picture. With also 20 other people which I didn't recognize.

I knocked on Birb's door. I took breath and began talking. "I know about what happened, and you probably hate all of us now, but I need to talk about something important with you," It stayed quiet for some seconds before I heared some shuffling. I hear the doorknob clink and Birb opened the door. She looked like a mess

Her hair stuck out in all directions, she had puffy red eyes and looked tired. I smiled sadly at her and hugged her. I hate hugging and being hugged, but Birb needed it. I will make an exception for her. When I hugged her, I felt her whole body trembling. Her shoulders shook and I felt wet tears coming through my hoodie. I didn't care, I hugger her tighter. After some minutes of awkward standing there she let loose. "thank you Vaz," she whispered to me. I gently stroked her hair out of her face. "No worries Birb, I am here for you," she looked at me thankful and we went into her room.

"So Vaz, what did you want to talk about?" she said to me. I told her everything, the diary from Loki and the unopened black diary from someone else. "When are you going to read it?" she asked me. I shrugged my shoulders. "After the game probably," I answered. She shared the same suspicions as me. I also told her about Loki's dream, which she frowned at. She grabbed a note Yoda shove under her door before the night. It was about a dream he had, which he shared with her. "That proves what Loki said in her diary," I mumbled. Birb nodded. "We need to find the secret about this all and escape," she said. I looked in her sky-blue eyes. I have never seen someone that determined. "Let's do this," I said. She smiled and nodded.

"We are not going to let this host play with us any further,"

"For Yoda and Loki"

"For Yoda and Loki"