GAME #1 - The Wall Of Fear

The stream didn't stop. He wished it would, but it was definitely thicker then he thought. He had to do it, even though this was completely fucked up. He saw Merry, defenseless and tied. If he didn't do this, she would die. He looked over the railing around the stream but a river of blood filled bellow. Fuck! He grunted loudly as he looked at the blood again, wiping the dirt under his nose. It was either facing his fear or letting Mari die, and he didn't want either. Call him selfish, but it wasn't a hard decision right now. He either got hurt or let her die. He had felt blood stains, and they burnt. This was a whole different story. It fell and fell, and he moved closer to try and see what it was like. Slowly, he inched forwards slightly as his hand touched the blood. It burnt like hell, and he pulled his hand back. It was like touching dire, and his hand was burnt horribly. He hissed in pain, holding his hand as he stepped back. "SHIT!". Looking at the waterfall of blood, he had to suck it up.

Looking over, he saw the walls getting closer to her. He didn't have much time, so standing in front of the stream a few feet away, he got ready. This was so fucked up, and it was going to hurt like hell. But that's love for ya. So getting ready, a tear welled in his eye in fear as he got ready. It was ready set go mentality, so taking a breath, he heard what Mari had to say. "Mari..". Charging, he entered the stream. It split his skin instantly, and he kept moving as fast as he could. Charging through, he felt it burn all over his skin like acid. He screamed in pain, but kept going. He felt it run over his back, arms and face and scar him. He got maybe near halfway through when it happened. The blood made the mesh slippery, and he slipped. Flipping, he smashed down onto the metal on his back. Blood entered his mouth and over his face as he screamed in pain on the ground. With weak and burnt skin, the mesh dug in on impact and ripped his back up a bit as he laid their and screamed for help.

Getting up, he felt dazed. He was still burning, and the scream was never ending as he got to his feet. He still had half a way to go, and blood ran over his wounds and stung them more. But he had to keep going. Darting across the mesh, he felt his feet bleeding underneath and charged out of the streams. It was so painful that he could barely speak, and pounced out and landed next to Mari. He looked at her, screaming with his eyes wide open as he looked up at her. ........the key to their salvation is in your possession.... But where? Pockets! With blistering fingers, he reached into his soaking pants and screamed as he reached for the key, and pulled it out. He could barely grip on it right now, and slamming it down next to Mari he lowered his head, feeling the wall on his back as it closed in closer. He couldn't move right now, so Mari had to save herself with the key. He moaned in pain, and he needed to get her out of there. Whoever this was, Eli wanted them dead!

Laying on the floor traumatized by that much pain, he tried to keep focused. He had to save Mari, and looking to the key he needed to grab for it. But he was exhausted. His back was bleeding as well as his feet, but his skin was tanned with a red burn as if he had been sunbaking for a year period. But there were nine people, nine that he had to save and so many tasks he would have to go through. This was the first one, and he was scared for the rest. But laying, the two minutes was almost up. He had to unlock her chains but he couldn't, and she couldn't reach them. This couldn't be it, but before he could possibly muster up the energy to unlock her binds, she took the situation in her own hands - or hand anyway. From what she said, Eli was scared. What was she going to do? But before he could object, she got ready. From what he was seeing, he clicked onto what she was going to do. No fucking way!

When she pulled, he heard the bones break and shut his eyes wincing in reaction. She had just broken her hand to bypass the binds, and it worked. She started unlocking her binds and chains, before trying to get Eli up. He was supposed to be helping her, not the other way around. And he looked like the biggest pussy! But he had to do it, and as he started to be pushed by the door he had to help get himself up. So biting his lip, he strained by shot himself up. Standing, he immediately grabbed for the railing to stablize himself a bit, and then looked to Mari. She was freaked, and he had to do something to make her feel better. She nearly just died, and showed how strong she was. So he pushed out some words in an attempt to lighten the situation at least a little bit. "I-I'm okay". He coughed, and then heard the bang of the walls hitting each other. They had survive, but little did they know of the bonus mission they was about to be put in - or more specifically; Mari.

By the door, a digital clock screen turned on set at two minutes. Not again, fuck that! He was not even strong enough to look at the blood right now, but as a old television turned on in the corner of the mesh, Eli looked down at it immediately. Rapid static turned into the face of a creepy white faced doll that turned its head so slowly and creepily that Eli almost wanted to look away. But then the voice began, and it seemed that things definitely weren't finished yet. Fuck!

He felt like a coward. Turning when he saw her rise from the intestine driven lake at the bottom of the room, he turned his head. What he was confused on was that this 'guy' was giving them direct passageways out of the building and to safety, but there were still eight other people in the building. There should be someway forwards, and not backwards. His feet still bleeding, he hobbled over towards the door behind them. It was attached to the moving wall. At least he knew the walls had to close, and looking at the door he twisted the handle and it opened, luckily. At least he knew where he had to go, but in front of him he saw a piece of paper attached to a string. A hint, always helpful when you are playing for your life. Ripping it off, he looked at it feeling exhausted, his limbs tingling in pain and from the injections. When you look at the numbers on my face, you won't find 13 any place. One step from the wrong person could end in death. Sometimes only one can move forward, and one must move back. If not - her organs will combust. Make your choice Eli. Looking at it, he realized what was going on. Mari couldn't come with him, or she would die.

As she rose again and the door opened, he glanced back at her as she vomitted. Tossing the note onto the floor, Eli looked at her. "Mari, go get help. I'll be out - I promise". Before she could object, in which he knew she would, he moved through the door and slammed it behind him, hearing it lock and the movement of the walls reopening, ceiling off the door completely. The fact scared him, but it had to be done. Mari had already been through a lot because someone obviously had it in for Eli, and she had been caught in the aftermath; and who knows who else would have to go through this. So once it locked, he looked at his hand. The blisters that covered it had faded slightly, and the pain wasn't as bad. At least his healing was still working, so sighing he turned and walked down the hall. It was dripping water from the slightly leaking pipes above, and it was messy, one solitary light hovering above and faintly eluminating the path as he walked down, and entered the next - - - game.