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Noli was feverishly conjuring over the generator when the silence was pierced by a sinister, creeping melody... Damn it! From around the corner, like a demon risen from the depths of hell, emerged Round Killer, 007n7. Gripping Noli’s throat with a steel grip, he threw him against the wall like a rag doll.
- Noli: GAH-!
Pain spread through his body like fiery lava as the Seven leaned in, like a shadow of death.
- 007n7: Long time no see, Noli.
His voice, laced with venom, dripped with sadistic glee. He placed his boot on the victim's head, preparing to smash his skull.
- Noli: S-stop…! I… I'll do whatever you want, Seven! Stop!
- 007n7: Whatever I want?
For a brief moment, a semblance of surprise flickered in his eyes, quickly replaced by mock calmness. He leisurely settled onto the nearest generator as if sitting on a throne.
- 007n7: Be my little dog for your last minute, Noli. Then, maybe I’ll show you mercy.
Noli shuddered as if from an icy touch. What the hell, little dog?!
- Noli: Do you want to rape me?
- 007n7: Pffft, no, of course not. I just… will take perverse pleasure in listening to your pathetic whimpering.
He lazily nudged him with his foot, like a tedious toy.
- 007n7: Get on your knees. And on all fours, quick!
Noli had no choice left. Sticky fear bound him like a web.
- Noli: W-what if your son sees this?!
- 007n7: He won't see it.
It sounded cold, indifferent, before an alien weight crashed down on him, pressing him into the ground.
- Noli: W-wow, you’re fatass…
Noli exhaled, as if releasing his last breath.
- 007n7: What did you say?
- Noli: Nothing.
He tried to summon the saving teleportation of his star, but the Seven instantly noticed it. A fire of triumph ignited in his eyes, and he dealt a blow to the back of Noli's head, extinguishing the last sparks of hope.
- 007n7: Don’t even try, fool. Hehehe…
He pressed down lightly on Noli’s back as if enjoying his torment, and Noli emitted a muffled, desperate groan.
- 007n7: Ha-ha-ha, funny toy…
The indifferent, jaded voice of 007n7 rang out.
- Noli: H-how did you… become like this…?
Noli rasped, gasping as if the oxygen had been cut off.
- 007n7: Oh, my naive Noli. Haven't you realized yet? The Specter remade me, you… even my silly little son. And soon they’ll get to everyone else, you won’t even blink.
- Noli: I don’t want to…
- 007n7: My dear, your "I don’t want to" means nothing here. Just accept it as a fact, as inevitable evil.
Meanwhile, in the corners of the map, like cornered by fate, Noob, Elliot, and C00lkidd toiled over the generator, and the quiet murmur of their worries intertwined with the humming of the mechanism, creating a suffocating symphony of fear. Elliot grimaced, as if from a toothache:
- Elliot: I can’t stand this… new killer.
Noob, trembling all over, stammered as if suffering from chills:
- Noob: Y-yeah… He’s so creepy that… that he replaced two at once…
C00lkidd, gushing with enthusiasm, babbled as if possessed:
- C00lkidd: Yup! My dad is like that!
Elliot cast a fleeting, anxious glance at the naive child, letting out a heavy sigh as if accepting the inevitable.
- Elliot: We need to find Noli. And I don’t care what he did… Of course, I really don’t want to help him after all this, but… We have to stick together, right? Otherwise, we’ll all die.
Having completed work on the second-to-last generator, this trio, united by fear and hope, set out to find their missing comrade. Noli was still pinned down by the dead weight of the killer. After what seemed like an eternity, 007n7 kicked Noli with a dull thud, as if checking if he was still alive.
- 007n7: Does it hurt, pup?
- Noli: Call me by my name…
- 007n7: Oh no, buddy, that would be quite uninteresting. That’s the whole point of our little game.
Bursting into hearty laughter, he pinned Noli to the grass, watching as cold sweat trickled down his forehead like dew drops on the petals of a doomed flower. "Alright, Noli, get it together… Only a minute left until the end of the round, you can hold on…"
- 007n7: Get up, pup.
Noli attempted to rise, but the Seventh stopped him, pressing his knee to his chest, robbing him of breath.
- 007n7: No-no, you shouldn't rise up on your knees… If, of course, you want to live.
- Noli: Seven, come on… This is actual humiliation, sadism.
- 007n7: Your humiliation is my delight, Noli. It’s like balm to my soul.
He gripped his chin with a steel hold, as if preparing to rip it off.
- 007n7: Well then… Undress and beg. Maybe your prayers will be heard.
- Noli: W-what?! Go to hell! This is ridiculous!
He desperately tried to teleport, summoning his saving star, but 007n7 unleashed a shower of blows upon him, like a hammer on an anvil. Noli’s health plummeted to a critical 3%, and a painful lump swelled on his forehead, pulsating like a second heart. Enjoying the victim's helplessness, the Seven casually pulled out a first-aid kit, as if offering a handout.
- 007n7: Want to recover, pup? Then undress and pray, please me with your appearance.
Noli had no choice left. Reluctantly, he tore off his outerwear, exposing his gaunt body covered in bruises and scratches.
- Noli: Happy now, pervert? Enjoying the view?
- 007n7: Heh… Are you even being fed? Skin and bones, it's sickening to look at.
- Noli: Shut up and just give me the first aid kit… Please, I'm begging you.
- 007n7: Here, try to catch it, run after it like a little dog.
With these words, he threw the first aid kit right into Noli's face, as if tossing a bone. Just a little longer, and it seemed that Noli's suffering would soon cease, and that thought brought a long-awaited calm. Weak, trembling, but alive, he began to tend to his wounds, suddenly realizing that he was not alone in this hell.
- 007n7: Stay here, don’t move. I’ll be back to continue our game.
With these cold words, as sharp as a knife's blade, he left the tormented Noli on the floor. Soon the other survivors, noticing their motionless comrade, rushed to help as if they were guardian angels.
- Elliot: Hey, man… How are you?
- Noli: It’s nothing, I’m almost fine, don’t waste your time on me.
- Elliot: That’s not what we’re talking about. We know what that madman is doing to you…
But the words froze in his throat like a lump of betrayal. Like a shadow, 007n7 appeared from behind Elliot, swiftly cutting his life short, as if he had severed the thread of fate. Noob, engulfed in panic, grabbed C00lkidd by the hand, and they ran away in a frantic attempt to escape, like cornered animals.
- Noob: K-kid, close your eyes!.. Don't look at this!
- Noli: Hey! W-wait for me…! Don’t abandon me!
- 007n7: Let them run, Noli, let them run… We have a little more time for games, to have some fun.
He lifted Noli to his feet, pulling him towards the mansion like a prisoner to the gallows.
- 007n7: Heard there’s a pretty impressive table in there… You know very well what awaits us, what amusements I have prepared for you.
007n7 purred, his voice laced with a sinister threat, as if a storm was brewing.
- Noli: I dread to think… I’d rather die.
Noli whispered, his heart racing in his chest like a bird in a cage. Stepping over the threshold, 007n7 roughly threw Noli onto the table, like a piece of meat. In the prisoner’s eyes, silent terror froze, a plea for mercy, like a cry of silence.
- Noli: Seven! Don't do this! Think of your son! What will you tell him?
- 007n7: I’m willing to do anything for him… And you… today you are my pathetic little dog, and I’ll do whatever I want with you, until you’re completely exhausted.
Seven hissed, his gaze devoid of any compassion, only cold, cruel lust. He shamelessly spread Noli’s legs apart, deliberately scratching the tender skin between his thighs, like an artist painting a picture of pain. Noli emitted a muffled groan that drowned in the echoing silence of the mansion, like an echo in an empty well. Salty tears poured from his eyes, burning his cheeks like acid. Seven, enjoying his helplessness, licked the bitter moisture as if savoring victory.
- 007n7: Hee-hee-hee, stupid… How foolish you are…
Noob, crushed by shame for their own powerlessness, sat on the generator, like they were pinned down, while C00lkidd, carefree and naive, continued to play with pebbles, oblivious to the oppressive atmosphere surrounding them, as if living in another world.
- Noob: Why… Why can’t we do anything…?
They whispered, feeling the words choke in their throats, like a lump of resentment. They wanted to burst in, knock the arrogance out of Seven, and tear Noli from his claws, like saving an innocent victim. But alas, they were too weak, too indecisive to bring that desperate impulse to life. When Noli’s legs turned crimson, Seven, sated, stopped scratching and simply released his victim, as if he had thrown away a broken doll.
- Noli: Oof… D-damn… God…
Noli groaned, feeling the pain spreading throughout his body like poison.
- 007n7: Did you like it? Was it fun?
Came the mocking voice of Seven, as if ridiculing his suffering.
- 007n7: Well then, see you in the next round! Look forward to new amusements, puppy!
The round ended in victory for the survivors, but for Noli, it was poisoned by the horror he had endured, like a spoonful of tar in a barrel of honey. The gazes of his comrades, filled with pity and sympathy, burned him, reminding him of what he had survived, like a brand for life. Elliot, leaning over him, carefully treated his bleeding wounds, trying to understand how Noli had managed to survive, how he had endured this hell. In each heart lived a shadow of compassion, but Noli merely forced a strained laugh like a madman.
- Noli: Well, at least I wasn’t raped; it could have been worse.
He said, trying to hide the tremor in his voice, to conceal the pain behind a mask of cynicism.
- Elliot: Noli, this is serious, you can’t just leave it like this.
Elliot gently countered, as if speaking to a child.
- Elliot: Even if he didn’t rape you, you still shouldn’t… You aren’t to blame.
- Guest 1337: Stop whining and go to sleep.
Guest 1337 rudely interrupted, cutting off the flow of unnecessary words, as if slamming a door into someone else's soul.
- Guest 1337: Tomorrow’s a new round, and this can't end well; we need to be ready.
With these words, everyone scattered to their rooms, carrying the burden of the day they had lived through like a heavy load on their shoulders. C00lkidd, scared and lost, cuddled up to Noli, seeking protection in his embrace, as if it were a harbor. Noli, gently hugging the child, held him close, softly stroking his head, as if trying to shield him from the storm.
- Noli: Sleep, C00lkidd… Your dad won’t get us here, I won’t let him.
He cautiously touched his wounds between his legs, feeling the pain reverberate through every cell of his body, and, closing his eyes, he sank into a restless sleep full of nightmares. In his dream, Noli faced the ghostly figure of the Specter, exuding unspoken intentions, like a dark prophet. A shadow of doubt slid across Noli’s face, like a premonition of disaster.
- Specter: So, did you sleep well? How do you like my new servant?
The voice of the Specter echoed, like a whisper from the depths of a crypt.
- Noli: I don’t think so, it was a nightmare.
Noli muttered, feeling the cold penetrate his bones and paralyze his will. The specter let out a low grunt, full of hidden meaning, as if it knew something Noli did not.
- Specter: All right, I won't bother you. Sleep peacefully, if you can. But know this, Noli: soon you will be joined by your own... “friends.” Everyone will serve me.
- Noli: What do you mean? What are you planning?
Noli's voice sounded alarmed, like a taut string ready to snap.
- Specter: You'll see... Soon you'll see for yourself.
Specter whispered, dissolving into the night mist, leaving Noli alone with a tormenting premonition, as if he had been thrown into an abyss.