A/N

I have updated the descriptions of each person, enjoy!

Ash - The silent boy.

Rhys - Muscley guy who spat on Rocco's shoes; respect to him. He's also the person who keeps attempting to piss Rocco off. 

Kaitlyn - Nerdy girl with glasses that was on the verge of crying.

Scarlet - Her twin is Ivy.

Ivy - Her twin is Scarlet.

Candice - The girl that was abandoned in a cemetery.

Vince - A boy who really looked like he didn't give a flying peanut butter. And also the guy that was really pushing Rocco's patience.

Cassian - The girl who desperately wanted to go to her nails appointment... And seemed as if she had a crush on Vince... Or her nails.

Shadow - A guy in a suit who looked like he just peed himself.

The scariest mask; the one with the slightly burned porcelain doll was the one that grabbed me, but I couldn't see which mask grabbed the others.

The masked figure held me tight by the shoulder and shoved me into a wall before I could do anything. Slightly lightheaded, and face bruised, the masked person took me down a corridor and to a room.

The room had a number on it and the name of a Doctor... Well, I assumed it was a doctor because it said Dr. Singh which confirmed my thoughts. I really was in a hospital of some kind.

For some reason, I hated clinics and hospitals, there was a reason for it but for some reason I could never remember it.

I remember a few years ago, I read something which said that when people go through something traumatic, the brain pushes it to the back, meaning that they won't remember what happened. I think something like that happened to me, but I'm not sure. Maybe something like that didn't happen at all and I was just making it up with my imagination, but I was so sure that something had happened that I couldn't ignore it.

Once in my room, I realised that the scary door and corridor was probably  just a front. The room was dark, I couldn't see a thing. The masked figure shoved me onto the carpet and I fell with a thud. The floor was carpeted. Fluffy too. 

Making sure that I was fine, I looked around. The room was dark, like terrifyingly dark. I began to breathe more heavily. It felt like the walls were caving in (sometimes I feel like giving up... but I just can't, it isn't in my blood) ahem there better not be any Shawn Mendes fans. 

But the feeling was so strange, it was as if the darkness was trying to suffocate me.

In the dark, I closed my eyes, trying to steady my breathing as I did when I was with the masked figures. All I could feel was eyes. Watching me. Looking at me. As if they were trying to psych me out. 

Either way it was bloody terrifying.

And yes, you may read that in the most English voice you think is necessary. 

I could feel the sweat dripping down my face, the eyes watching me, the darkness swallowing me, the world itself trapping me within its jaws.

Nyx. You can do this.

I could hear the little voice in my head trying to calm me down. At this point, I was gasping for breath, my lungs burning. I held my stomach, biting my lip and curling myself into a ball. I didn't even know why...

It's a game Nyx, chances are, it's Rocco trying to scare you. You know him. I mean you don't exactly know him, but you know he just wants to make your life miserable. 

I gulped hard, listening to the voice in my head.

If this really was one of Rocco's tricks all I had to do was get the hell out of here.

I couldn't breathe. Why couldn't I breathe?

How was I supposed to get out of here if I couldn't breathe. Either way, I was gonna throw up and if no one got me out of here soon, chances are, I'll throw up on this carpet. This fluffy... luxurious... beautiful... Okay no, this really isn't the time. 

My body was frozen as silent tears ran down my face, how long was this going to last? I don't even know why I was feeling this way.

It was a panic attack. I knew it was.

But my mind was going 130 miles per hour and I couldn't think straight.

I took a deep breath in, steadying my nerves. 

Nyx, you can do this alright? Get your head in the game, pull yourself together.

I took a deep breath.

Suddenly, before I could do anything else, the lights flickered, quicker than how it was when I got here.

Instead of an on... off.... on... off like before, it was a quick on, off, on, off.

I can't die now. I can't die here. I'm too young. There's so many things I haven't done. There are people watching me, stop watching me. Can't you just leave me alone?

They're just eyes. They can't hurt you, Nyx.

I nod. A touch calmer than I was before, I shut my eyes, believing that if I can't see, they won't hurt me, and got off the floor... The fluffy... silky... ah, I'd fall in love with that carpet it I could. 

Ahem.

Right, okay sorry.

Scrunching my face, in utter fear, I rushed in the direction of the door... And instead ran into the door instead of outside it. Typical me. But then again, I COULDN'T SEE.

Hah! That rhymed. I could make that into a rap, 'Typical me, cannot see, typical me, typical me, can't even see, can't even pee, that's just me, typical me.' 

Oh, that actually sounded better than I thought it would.

Through the pain of running into a metal door, my hands searched for a handle, instead whacking the door multiple times... Until I whacked the handle... a little too hard.

Which of course, hurt like hell.

"F...udge, udon, kiwi and peanut butter... honey sandwich."

Excuse my terrible language. 

Fighting to find the handle again (softly this time, so I didn't kill my hand against the door handle) I managed to find it and gripped it hard, yanking it down.

Only Rocco would leave the door open.

Sweat dripping down my face, I sat outside the door, mentally exhausted. All I could do was sit and breathe heavily, as I shut my eyes tightly, not letting any tears slip down. I gulped hard, my throat aching as if there was something there. I pushed my head between my legs and body, not wanting to face the situation.

Suddenly, shoes walked across the hard floor, making a loud click clack with every step.

Please just don't come over here I don't want anyone to see my like this.

The shoes stopped in front of me and I bit my lip, wanting to disappear.

"Had fun did ya?"