After locking myself in the room, I shut the door behind me. The worst thing about this house is that I know people died in here. Lost their lives. And one of them is the new Damien. It doesn't feel safe in this house, as if it's haunted. There's another thing I need to check.

".....In this house, was a murderer."

I jump with fright, startled by the loud bang. Lightning without rain. I take a couple deep breathes, so that fact about the specific word in this building is true. Cursed.

I sit on the end of the bed and turn on the phone. It's not completely dead, and it takes a minute to boot up. Once it turns on, everything about it still seems to work. When I unlock it, I notice I have a problem.

The time can't register to this world, the date can't register, the direction and destination can't register, and there's no service or WiFi. It doesn't connect with this world.

This is a problem. I won't be able to do much or see what exact time passes by. I need to have hope. Just like I promised.

911

"Please work, please work." I whisper.

The phone picks up but I don't get what I hope. I get, the exact opposite.

"This world is beyond sanity. Our 911  call only helps with bad, insane problems. We don't help in your troubled desires, my name is Jeffrey and how may I help you?"

I hang up the phone, my hands sweating. That's not supposed to happen! But, what did I really expect..?

I look out the window and into the eclipse. I still have to keep hope in my heart. I'm just a kid, one little girl, but I know that Mark, Jack and Signe are trapped in this world. Maybe everyone else too. If I pick my choices wisely, I might be a couple steps closer to getting to them. But...

"He's a social manipulator. He is, he is literally, one hundred percent manipulative. He leads you into this false sense of security and he wants you to trust him, because he wants to take advantage of you. That is literally what I wanted for Darkiplier and how creepy and scary that actually is."

Damien, tells us me I should relax but, I know he still wants my soul power. I feel my skin crawl at the thought.

To trust him...
Use you...
M A N I P U L A T E...

I can't let Damien effect me in the way he wants. His goal, is to get me to trust him. He'll manipulate me in a way that I'll end up giving him the thing everyone currently wants most: my soul power.

I know they're out there, and they've helped me so many times before. I need to try and return the favor. But with me in Damien's grasp...

I have a plan of my own. I'll need to fight fire with fire if I want to stay alive. He could possibly hurt me but still be calm and collective with the way that he is. It'll be best if I play along with his little game but I can't allow him to manipulate me. No matter what.

These clothes I'm wearing right now are worn and stained. Did Damien really mean it when there were clothes in here?.... Of course he did. It would be a way to 'get closer and trust him.'

When I open the drawers, it turns out that there are clothes I would wear. I need to change from this. I need to be acting along if I need to get him to trust me. Maybe he'll let me go to the outside world and I'll have a plan that I would go from.

I smack my cheeks with both of my hands, and I feel the heat of my hands begin to warm up to them. I have a strong sense that sooner or later, I'm gonna have to get in an active mood and that won't require heavy, warm clothing. Some of the clothes are the exact same from home and they could have been brought from there.

I pull out my light blue jean shorts, a grey, Pokemon shirt, a thin, black Nike hoodie, black socks and my dark grey woolen gloves.

I hang the black and white handbag on the door handle and begin to search the room for any secrets or information that will help me. Yet nothing appears.

"Bark, bark!"

"Not now Lily..."

"Grrr..."

I feel her little jaw bite into my sock and begin to pull. I let out a long sigh and crouch down to her. Lily is the more 'answer me bitch' type out of the two pups.

"What is it girl?"

I notice a couple pieces of piled paper behind her as she turns around, bites down on them then trots back to me.

I look at her in surprise, while she looks up at me with pride, waiting for me to make a move. I pick up the first piece of paper and have a read.

'Mayor Damien and Sorceress Celine are mysteriously found dead in the Mansion away from town'

There are pictures of Mark or Damien and Pamela Horton or Celine on the front page, and the detective's photo is there too. After all, he did get shot. No photo of our character or whoever that was from the storyline. But that was probably going to be Darkiplier or something. Logically.

There's a big block of text as well as other small bits and pieces, which signifies that this is a newspaper.

I move the paper over, I'll have to read the rest later. I pick up the next one. This is a different topic.

'Danger and Peril surround the streets in a endless dismay, caused by many of the monsters and WANTED people.'

There are a couple photos to represent some of the WANTED. Anti, Daiishu, Natemare, and Warfstache. Bonnie is there on the paper too! As his Ego, Killer Kiwi!

"Where'd you find these?" I ask her with amazement.

But that's when my heart drops. I look up and the air around my face becomes cold. Damien stands in the doorway, peering down at me with an anxious, glare.

"Do you really think, you can snoop around MY house?! You DON'T GET IT~!"

I scream, backing up into a ball of fright. His sudden snap petrifies me, and I have nowhere to run.

"You will not find any new information around the house, I merely gave this to you to help, build your spirits. Cabinets, and drawers, and doors that will not have any purpose to your use, are all locked. You're getting the easy way out at this point. So you can sit back and relax, you'll be just fine~."

His instant passive tone from his snap of rage scares me the most as I hear him walk out of the room. I close the door shut behind him and slide down against the door.

He manipulates you...
He snaps between different emotions because he's like a completely different entity from me...
If I'm going to make someone opposite from me, I want him to be the fucking worst...

Head in hands, I take deep breaths, each one shaking with sad pain.

Once I finally gathered myself, I pick up the pieces of paper put them in an empty drawer in the room, and begin to pace around to form some ideas. Damien is fucking scary, but the last thing I want is for him to manipulate me with fear. I can't mercy my way out of this...

I already know that Damien is trying to gain my trust and then use me, I didn't forget him and Anti's conversation. I know how his plan is trying to go.

I walk out the room and shut the door behind me. I try to open the door at the end of the hall.

Locked

I try to open another door, next door to it.

Locked

Is every door like this? Damien DID say so...

I walk down the stairs and walk through the lounge. There's another door there, which screams important to me now.

Locked

If all the doors are locked, I only have one place I can go to check. I notice that Damien is in the kitchen, the smell yells steak and mushrooms.

"Damien, may I go to the bathroom?"

"Why ask, that is free to use~." He answers, pointing straight behind me without looking away from his food.

I roll my eyes. What about everything else?

I walk behind me and toward the door. I open and shut it behind me. Toilet, shower, sink. There's also a cabinet, three drawers and two cubies.

First I look at the cabinet, this one isn't seethrough. There's a padlock attached for a four-letter code, then there's the key lock that was already on it. 

I check each of the drawers next and tug at them but no luck as all three are locked. I let out a sigh, I'm getting no luck whatsoever. Damien must know my gameplay. I know his. Either he already knew or Anti told him before he left with me.

I crouch down and try each of the cubies.

Locked, Locked

I let out a sigh, my heart aching. I rub my eyes tiredly, I'm gonna have to make a plan B. This doesn't work.

"You do realize that it won't be, as easy to make an escape plan here than it was with Anti?! I have places that you would go into locked away and out of your reach. I know what you scheme plans against me, but you should be grateful enough for what you get. I provide things, that Anti did not. I won't have a, troublemaker, in this house~."

His voice startles me, and I look up to see him peering down at me from the door.

"Well, where am I allowed to go?" I puff, crossing my arms like a 5-year-old.

"The kitchen, Dining Room, bathroom, open areas like the hallway and Main Room and your bedroom. Nothing more, nothing less. Everything else has been blocked off from your grasp~."

I let out a sigh, defeated. I know they're in danger, Damien MUST have them here. In this world, not even officers will help. Which means no one would come to help and rescue them, but in our world there would be. I need a plan B. I'll just have to think.

"Come, dinner will be served soon. You will need to eat if you'll build up your lost strength~." He lends his hand down so he would pull me up.

He thinks he can play nice in order to gain my trust. Two can play that game. I reach my hand up and grasp his. His hand is stone cold like ice and I can feel the power of his darkness in his grip.

He pulls me to my feet and gives me a warm smile. "Be ready to eat soon, otherwise make yourself at home~."

"There's nothing to do!" I groan.

"Find something, it won't be that hard~."

He walks out the bathroom leaving me completely speechless. Think Jada, think..!

There must be a flaw in this plan of his, I just need to find it...