And Then There Were Three: Special Halloween Role-Play[R.I.P]

'Its worth a try. Better than staying here'

Leslie sighed and wrote, "Because he's my ex boyfriend."

Yuuki's confused stare was now gone. 'oh...' she wrote. 'Wait...so we are going to walk?'.

James smiled, he knew they were planning to walk. Leslie was far to smart to not atleast think of that.
"Silly girls, it's too cold for you to walk, you'll freeze to death before I get to cut you up into little pieces."
James texted Leslie yet again.
'You know you can't just walk, you'll freeze your pretty little friends to death, plus I'm much faster than you. You know you'll never be able to fight me off.'

She texted back, "You're right. But, if we're just going to die anyway, I'd rather have died trying."

'Ha, and you wonder why I keep following you, even if it is just to kill you. Well darling, you're not leaving that cabin, not alive anyway.' James replied, a smirk on his face.

Leslie passed the phone to Marissa, letting her read the conversation.

"Its pointless writing this stuff down. He can see it anyway, though how I dont know, and its troubling," She said after reading the message, "I think our best hope is try and call someone,"

"So can we talk now?" Yuuki asked. Her voice was only a whisper though. Just to be safe she wrote down something, 'I have my cell phone in my pocket. I could turn it on and try texting someone...im not sure talking to them would be safe.'

Leslie nodded, "Try. If nothing else."

James chuckled.
"Wonderful, they're calling some people so they can come and see my work when I finish my masterpiece."
James pulled out his friend, a long jagged knife.
"It's just like the one you stabbed my heart with Leslie..."

Yuuki slowly got out her pink cell phone. When she turned it on she turned the volume off. She wrote on her scetch book, 'Who should i call?'

"Call anyone." Leslie sighed, already knowing it was too late for anyone to do anything.

Yuuki quickly texted a messege to everyone on her list. I hope they come... Yuuki thought. 'I wrote to everyone I know...exept for you two.' She wrote. Yuuki went over to her blue jacket and put it on. She slowly put her boots on as well. She grabed her sketch book and wrote, 'If we are going to walk, we should get our warm clothes on...also i'll bring my book with me.'

"You can talk now." Leslie attempted a smile, pulling on her own jacket.

Yuuki shook her head. "But i hate it when people eavesdrop." She said aloud. Quikly, she slap her hand over her mouth. "Uhh...sorry..." Yuuki was slightly worried that what she just said might make things worse.

Leslie smiled, "Don't worry about it. He'd probably be able to tell what we were doing anyway. He knows more about me than I do."

James sat underneath the window near Yuuki.
"Don't worry, I hate people who have loud mouths." He said loudly with a laugh in his words.

Leslie jumped, pushing her friends behind her, "He wants me more than you guys..." She whispered, "Maybe he'll forget about you... if he has me."

Yuuki bowed her head down, sadly. "Guess your right." Yuuki brought her head up. "So...do we die from the cold or do we die from this guy?" She asked. She knew it was hopeless, so she might as well know what they were gonna do.

"Im pretty sure the cold would be less painful. This guy seems really twisted,"

Yuuki looked at Marissa. "Yeah, guess your right." Yuuki looked over at the guy standing in the doorway. "But im pretty sure that if we run for it he'll still get us." Yuuki shrugged. No point in trying to escape. Still gonna get us either way. She sighed. This will be fun she thought as she slowly started stretching.

"Not twisted, just artistic." James said with a sneer.
He hated being referred to as crazy, insane, twisted, anything like that. He wasn't crazy, he was just far misunderstood. He was brilliant, and no one could accept that.

Yuuki looked over towards him. "Artistic? In what way?" She asked. Her voice was getting a tad shaky. She mentaly slapped herself for how weak she was acting.

"In the way that I won't kill you all the way you would assume I would. It'll be graceful, clean, yet very...slow."