"And well there you go, that's how I died" the room was silent aside from a few side glances at one another, the distant sound of someone clearing their throat made the man look upwards.

"Corey, all we asked is how you died.... You gave us your entire life story" Corey blinked slowly as he looked at the people surrounding him. "Well you asked how I died, I couldn't just tell you Mark slit my throat, that's boring! Come on Randy back me up here, it's lame right?".

Randy shrugged "I don't know man, half of what you said I was there for, a good chunk of it actually. Well... all of it actually, except for the end part, I died before I got to see anything else exciting".

Corey groaned in annoyance "even in the afterlife I can't tell my story! I spent a good time telling you that story, even down to the last detail of me dying. If I knew this was going to be a lame intervention I would've gone to the room down the hallway".

Corey looked at the door that was always bolted shut and huffed "this isn't an intervention Corey, that would involve you having an addiction or something, and even if you did, you're dead, so can't really intervene anything if you're dead".

Corey rolled his eyes "I thought being dead would be peaceful, I'm stuck in a stupid room with all you idiots, maybe this is my punishment for everything I did, gosh I hope Sidney's okay".

He went to stand up but he was forced back down "don't... the others will try to get up and it'll end badly for a lot of us. Last one who tried to escape was Judy I think, kept saying she needed to find Wes".

Corey looked around "and what happened?" Tatum sighed "the others got to her again and she got stuck in another group, if she's lucky maybe Wes is apart of it, these rooms aren't exactly labeled and if you try to leave or even just go to the door, whoever killed you comes back and gets to kill you again or any ghostface prick really. You sorta just go into another room, with more ghostface victims, or if you're unlucky like Casey was she's stuck with all ghostface killers so they just keep killing her".

Corey's eyes widened "Casey's here!" he stood up quickly and Tatum let out a soft breath "Corey, don't we just got you here, what if you don't come back here. Do you know how many people have died because of ghostface, how many rooms there could be here, and that's even with just the people we know".

He sighed "I just have to go to the door, I mean I can keep trying, it's not like I'll die again. You said it yourself Tatum we're survivors, we're the final girl squad! I'm not going down without a fight".

"Just be careful, we don't know how this place works fully, the others will be able to help you a lot more than us, we've only been here for a few weeks and everyone else has years on us".

Corey walked towards the door "Stevens the first victim I just have to find him and he'll take me to Casey or at least show me where she could be". He reached his hand towards the door knob and twisted it, he was surprised when it opened.

He turned and looked at Randy and Tatum "I'll come back for you guys, I promise!" Then the door was slammed shut as he was pulled through it.

He groaned as he fell into a hard wall, his body aching as he sat up "for being dead that fucking hurt". He rubbed at his side as he looked around the room, he frowned as he watched it morph into a different room.

"Do you remember Corey..." he looked around as he recognized the home he was standing in. He turned at the sight of the figure emerging from the shadows "I'm not surprised you want to kill me first Jill, I mean I did technically kill you".

The girl pulled the mask off her face "I'm stuck here because of you! It's not exactly the life I was hoping for but at least I get to torment you for the rest of my life. Oh I thought this place was hell but things just got a whole lot better now that you're here!".

She smiled as she pulled her knife out of her pocket "so many faces and they all get so boring, I've killed so many who think they can get out of here, but in the end they're just as trapped as me! I really gotta know who finally bested you Corey".

He grabbed a lamp off the table beside him "you got five seconds to tell me where Casey is, and then I'm going to bash your head in with this lamp". Jill laughed "oh Corey, you don't get it! This is my domain, my little playground".

The lamp disappeared from his hands "I can do whatever I want, and you can't stop me because I said so, you think you can just willingly fight back? Where's the fun in that, this is your hell for a reason".

Corey huffed "I didn't really expect angels and happy little fields of flowers waiting for me on the other side. You think I don't know this is hell, it's punishment and honestly my mind sure did make it look decent, I bet you're just having a blast being here". Jill smiled "of course I am, now that you're here, I thought my hell was awful but this really takes the cake, I could stay here forever".

Corey groaned when the knife slammed into his back "you see when I'm here, I can kill you over and over and you don't get to stop me Corey, I don't care how long it takes, you'll be back and I'll find all the ways I can make you suffer. For now though, I just really wanna watch you bleed".

He moved back as he touched his back, he felt the blood soaking through his clothes "this is the worst afterlife ever, but it'll be worth it when I get out!".

When he blinked he found himself in a new room, this one was so old he had honestly forgotten where he was. He walked along the stage and frowned "this place isn't even here anymore, they tore it down in 1998, which means...".

He turned "Mickey, I see you're still a movie geek" the boy smiled as he walked along the stage "ah, I've been waiting for you Corey, you're the star of my little film, and it's a real honor you finally show up".

Corey rolled his eyes as he looked at the screen "having stab playing in the background is worse than me seeing your face. I can't believe I used to have a crush on you, gosh I guess I had a type".

Mickey sighed "you're still the same, always making the fun so boring, you have a real mouth you know, always talking and never thinking". Corey shrugged "it's not like it'll matter, you'll kill me and then I'll be stuck in another room with another prick. At least the next one will be less depressing".

Mickey pulled the gun out of his pocket "shut up! You don't get to come here and ruin my movie!". Corey sighed "stab two ended really shitty, I haven't seen it but Sam tells me it's a real jaw dropper, and do you know why that is Mic?".

Mickey groaned "gosh you're making my head hurt, stop talking already, I don't care about Stab! I want you dead so shut the fuck up!".

Corey walked forward "you died in the end of that movie, fans literally cheered opening night when my character killed you, of course they changed it to where I shot you instead of stabbing you, which is lame! I mean they don't stick to the original story".

When Corey blinked he was in a new room "guess he's still sensitive about stab". He rubbed at his neck as he pushed himself upwards "Corey?".

He turned quickly "Steven! Oh thank god! I've been looking for you man". Corey walked towards the boy and hugged him "I've never been so happy to see my sister's shitty boyfriend". Steven rolled his eyes "it's nice seeing you too man, even if it's under awful circumstances, being dead kinda sucks".

Corey sat down as he looked around "this is my old house, gosh it looks so weird". Steven looked at the windows "I died right outside that patio door, I haven't left this spot since, kinda depressing but I just don't really have anywhere else to go".

"What about Casey? Has she been here? I mean surely you haven't been here all by yourself this entire time, she died here too". Steven leaned back on the couch "she died outside, a different place and as for me, you're the first person I've seen in years, last one was a kid trying to scare me, she ran off after a week".

"Probably Jill" Steven shook his head "she told me her name was Amber, I didn't really care about anything else after that, I kinda just stayed here and she hated me not fighting back, so she left".

"Annabelle, god I hated that kid! She was always trying to ruin my trip to Disney world". Steven frowned and Corey smiled "kidding, it was a joke but seriously I hate that kid she's annoying".

Steven reached into his pocket "I don't know where Casey is, but this will help you" Corey grabbed the key from the boy's hand. "What's the key exactly?" Steven stood up "you'll know when the time is right, good luck Corey".

When Corey blinked he was in another room, he put the key into his pocket as he looked around anxiously. "Romans creepy mansion, this is gonna be just peachy" he turned at the sound of footsteps.

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authors notes:
trust I'll always end on a cliffhanger, we have four chapters left of this book and I'm not prepared at all! I have so many big ass plot twist in the making so definitely looking forward to that, and with that this is todays first update, enjoy!