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Prologue/Chapter One

Don’t believe, Don’t fear (APSON)

It was just a night out in the streets of Amsterdam where Joost and I were just walking along with our friend, Stuntje. All of us were just joking around after recent events involving a few friends of ours at Eurovision. We didn't even see Martin coming along, maybe he was just sick or tired or possibly both. No matter what the case may be, it felt off that nobody else came but just us three, Nemo and their friends, and the Gunnarsen twins. I paid no attention to it, well, maybe a little bit because it was skeptical for me but not for Joost.

But I digress, because maybe he was just feeling sick..who knows? Besides, we were already in the car and driving through the city to find a perfect spot to hang out. We followed the directions that Nemo was told to go to as well, but it just led us to this odd abandoned...Facility?

A facility? Out of all places? Who told them to go here and bring us along?

We got out and began to approach the building before I felt something cold on my back, I turned and found that it was just Joost and no sight of Stuntje anywhere. Where did..he go?

That's when..something was missing, something bad was going to happen.

I immediately grabbed Joost by the arm and tried my best to run back to the car before I heard a loud thud hitting something. I was yanked down onto the ground, the grass felt almost like moss even. I turned my head and noticed Joost, unconscious and had blood slowly dripping down from his head.

I wanted to scream but I went cold, my body trembling with tears threatening to pour down my face. I glanced up and found the person responsible, I couldn't even tell the face of the figure but only the appearance; A suit, a dark blue suit with a dark blue tie.

And that's all I could remember before I fell unconscious with Joost by my side.

-DAY ONE-

First meetings, First discovery

Blinking twice slowly, Apson slowly got up as he turned and noticed how panicked Joost was. Groggily, the man glanced around before his eyes widened with adrenaline flowing through him.

He sprinted towards the blond Dutchman and grabbed ahold of his shoulders, glaring around to find a few key details; rusty windows, darkened walls, and the picture of a firecracker. He shook his head and tried to think about how they got here, he couldn't remember how he or Joost got here. That was not the purpose now, they need to find other survivors.

"Joost. Are you okay?" Apson inquired, putting his hand on the blond's head.

"I'm okay," The blond groaned a little, rubbing his head as he felt the dried bandage. "My head still hurts a little, What about you?"

"I'm alright but," The dark-haired glanced around the empty room before gently grabbing Klein's arm. "We're not the only ones here, come on!"

"Wait what are you—!"

"Let's not stall here, Joost, we need to find Stuntje."

"He came with us..?"

Apson sighed. "Pretty sure he did, now, let's go!"

The Dutchman hesitantly agreed and sprinted off with the keyboardist as they made their way through the building, they glanced around to find other clues as to where they were settled.

The same windows and walls spied on them as Apson could tell that something felt off, he could briefly hear a small beeping noise to which he stopped and glanced up to find a security camera nearby on the ceiling corner. He stared at the camera for a brief moment before,

"Apson! Look, I found a double door!" Joost yelled out hopefully, watching Apson hesitate to go over but decided to go over there to him. "Do you think it's good enough for us?"

"Joost, I think this could be a trap," The dark Brunet glared at the double doors, wondering why are they there. "what could these doors lead to?"

"Are you afraid of some doors, Apson?"

"What—No! I'm not! I just think it's a trap, that's all!"

"So, anyone put these randomly are considered traps?"

"No, just—look! Just open it, Joost!"

Sighing while snickering to himself, the Dutchman agreed as he swung the doors open and briskly walked inside along with Apson they discovered that it led to a much bigger space that appeared to be gymnasium size.

Joost glanced around, intrigued by the amount of people inside but was hastily pulled close by the dark brunet with a sigh. He couldn't help but feel small but he digressed, he turned and saw how excited Klein was, he wanted to see new people but he was more happy to see people who were in their shoes. At least he was happy to see new people.

"Come on, Apson! let's go meet them!" Joost playfully nudged Apson and pulled him to the crowd with a toothy grin.

"Hey now, don't pull me like I'm ragdoll, Joost, I'm doubting this already." The Dutchman shook his head.

"What?! Nobody here doesn't seem violent-!"

Before Joost could continue, The duo immediately turned their heads and observed two men seemingly getting into an argument as they were being pulled away by a bearded woman and a curly brunet struggling to hold back the husky man wearing a neon green top with green nails as the bearded woman held back the shorter man wearing a fuzzy red velvet suit top with gold ring on his left hand.

Apson grabbed the blond by the hand and slowly approached them, hearing the feud that was slowly toning down.

"Jere, you numskull! You better get us out of here, svinja!" The man screamed, pointing at the husky man.

"You two stop it! This isn't going to solve anything," the woman commanded, shaking the younger boy's arm. "Bojan! Jere! enough!"

"Calm down, Pelle! I don't know this place, I don't even know a single thing!" The husky 5'7" exclaimed back. "Take a chill pill!"

"Silvester. Please do something! Calm Jere down or something!"

"I'll try to do something, Conchita! hold on!"

Joost's body stiffened up a bit. "I think they have been in here longer enough, Apson.."

"This isn't good, Joost, do you think they'll trust us?" Apson asked, biting his thumbnail.

While glancing around, Klein turned his head and noticed that a few people were coming towards them. He realized that the others slowly noticed them standing there. A size brunet with blonde streaks, a dark brunet with a red suit coat on his shoulder, three men with a woman with different styles, and a light blonde wearing a cat charm bracelet. With a smile on his face, Joost waved over at them. "Hello, I'm Joost and this is my friend, Appie!"

The dark brunet tilted his head. "Huh, you're just like us, I guess...I suppose I met you two before! I'm Slimane, It's a pleasure meeting you once again!"

"Wait-Joost Klein?! No way," The plus size brunette beamed. "Thank god, you're still alive! I can't believe it! You remember me, right? I'm Isaak!" He turned and faced the light blonde twisting his cat bracelet. "No offense, Marko.."

"Oh, are you talking to me?" Marko chuckled to himself, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm sorry, Isaak! Also, no offense taken!"

"Can we introduce ourselves?" The tall brunet cleared his throat and folded his arms as he glanced around at the brownish blonde and the curly brunet for backup. "We don't wish to be rude to you two."

"Oh, of course, Damiano, you want to introduce yourself that much?" the long dark brunette scoffed.

"Ethan!" he scowled. "Don't spoil it!"

"The name's Thomas, none much to it, I guess," the curly brunet moped as he yawned a bit. "Sorry, It's been too long in here, and I'm just tired."

"I'm the rocking all-star, Victoria Angel! I'm pretty cool if I say so myself!" the woman smiled and shook the Dutchman's hand hastily.

"As you can see, We're Måneskin, la vita della festa! I'm yours truly, Damiano David, the sweet star from Italy!" Damiano exclaimed with pride in his tone.

Apson nodded. "How nice to meet you guys," he rubbed his arm gently with a smile. "Well, I don't mean to be rude but I'm Apson Mussa, I just prefer to be called Appie by Joost, he's my childhood friend after all."

"Oh!" Damiano's brows rise. "How inconvenient, but I'm not the one to be rude or anything I didn't meet you before, so I don't know how you two bond or anything."

"What?" the dark brunet cocked a brow, folding his arms together. "What do you mean by that?"

Damiano shrugged his shoulders as he walked off to meet with the others, primarily Jere and Bojan once they were done arguing. Joost and Apson glanced at each other, the blond smiling so far with hope a of more friendly encounter with more of the people.

Besides, there were only nineteen people inside of here. They didn't seem to lose anyone at all, no missing person that seemed to be important.

The blond went up to a group of three and began to talk with them, leaving Apson alone to possibly find another trio to talk to as well. He sighed and went off to the other trio that had one person sitting on the floor, tired from being up late or so what he appeared to look like to him.

"Hello? You look like you've been here for a few hours-" Before the man could finish, the blond sprung up and shook Mussa hastily with fear while the brunet threw his hands up as he scoffed and shook his head. "We've been here for what seems like a thousand minutes! I cannot stand it, Tom and I wish to go back home! This isn't a part of our dream!"

"What?!"

"Ignore him, bud, Billy here is just scared and just mad that he doesn't know anyone here." Tom snickered as he pulled the blond away from Apson.

"No, you don't understand it! I'm terrified of the chances that a crazy fan of us kidnapped both of us because we're identical!"

"Wait," the dark brunet stopped and raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened. "You two are twins that are...Popular?"

Bill cleared his throat and folded his arms. "Identical twins from Germany, then, yes! It's us, Kaulitz and Kaulitz, I'm Bill and this is Tom!"

"We were stolen from California of all places," the bearded brunet yawned. "Can't wait to tell it to Gustav and Georg."

"Who?"

"Oh! It's our bandmates from Tokio Hotel, It's weird that only we got sent here and did not even dare to bring them along! Ugh..so rude!"

Apson nodded with a gentle smile as he turned his head and noticed the sweating blonde, fanning herself with her hand. He raised an eyebrow and had a few questions for her, was she busy with something and had to take care of it? It was possibly the heating system, it felt like 86 degrees inside this room.

"Merhaba? Affedersiniz!" A voice called out happily, a pair of footsteps were coming towards Apson as the dark-haired turned to face them as soon as he snapped out of spacing out.

"Oh, Uhm, hello? Do you need anything?" he asked them, noticing that the duo looked oddly familiar to him. The one on the left with short brown hair and dark brown eyes wearing a black shirt with black jeans that covered his light gray and white shoes. The one on the right with short black hair and hazel eyes wearing a long-sleeve formal suit top with long dark dress pants.

"Oh! Yes! Have you by any chance seen my friends, well, I mean my bandmates but you know I like to refer to them as friends," The left asked, playing with his silver watch that was on his right arm. "I'm Ferman Akgül if you were wondering by any chance."

Apson shook his head. "I don't think so, but I'll be on the lookout for them, Ferman."

"Çok teşekkür ederim," The right smiled politely. "I see that you have not lost your head, unlike the others. Not the kind to go crazy during these sorts of situations, I suppose."

"I'm just trying to understand where we are, This is all new to me, and pretty much like everyone, I think we should focus on the surroundings."

"Ah, of course, I can see why you would do that. I'd do the same if I recognized an area from somewhere. I am Mor ve ötesi's vocalist and guitarist, Harun Tekin, it is a pleasure of mine to meet you."

Apson nodded as shook hands with the duo, watching them walk off to go speak with the others. But as soon as he turned back to see the blonde woman, he had an odd feeling that something felt off, striking him was the fact that she was holding a white piece of fabric covered in something and she had on a red sleeveless top. Glancing down, he noticed that her white long pants had a red spot on the knee as well as on her chunky boots.

"Dehydrated?" Apson asked.

The blonde glanced up and let out a tired laugh. "Ah, no! Just got back from trying to find my way back from the restroom, it's a pretty big building after all."

"Oh? How big do you think it is?"

"No clue, but I'll say this," She leaned in and whispered. "Have you seen that blond over in that Kimono?"

"No, what are you talking about—"

She sprung him around and pointed to the lonely person with blondish hair holding a floral Japanese doll with both of their hands bandaged, they seemed to just prefer to be alone for now. But Apson was confused as to why she would be so petrified of that specific person, why was she acting so strange and why was she avoiding the conversation?

The blonde bit her thumb "Uhm so..that person is really strange, maybe talk to him! He could get us out of here—!"

"Who are you?" Apson asked.

"Oh, my name is Salena! You remember me, right?"

"No, my apologies, Salena. I guess I forgot."

"Forget? Oh, Apson, I wouldn't do that if I were you."

The dark brunette raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"

"Oh nothing, I just think you should remember things clearly, it's for safekeeping!" Salena smiled brightly before turning towards the projector that flashed onto the wall, slowly turning on and revealing a piece of footage.

Everyone stopped and glanced up at the projector, Jere and Bojan stood close together while others gave each other space as they watched the video coming to life before them.

The video revealed an oddly colorful background as the purple cat slowly stepped out as it was holding a magnifying glass and stepping on the European map. Baffled, everyone turned to face each other until the cat turned and faced everyone as soon as the podium plopped down on the same map.

"Is that cat going to..talk to us?" The brown-haired haired asked as they turned to face their friend.

"I think so, Nemo." The Belgian comforted them.

"This is so confusing...I think I'm gonna be sick." The Irish grabbed ahold of their shoulders.

Before they could complain any further, The narrator cleared his throat and began to speak to them. "My apologies, everyone, we're kinda still in the process but without any problems, I welcome you all to the game."

The narrator continues. "What is The game you may ask? This is where you may win or lose the game! You must go through many trials and obstacles, and sacrifices have to be made with trust."

Joost's body stiffened as he bit his thumb. "We..we have to sacrifice our friends..?"

"Oh don't worry! You'll be just one step closer to a win! You'll be able to find the true secret behind this game! Good luck and be sure to check behind you, you may need it!"

"Is that all?" Mustii fell sick to his stomach.

"Whoever behind this is a sick nimble bastard! Vittu!" Jere yelled.

"Oh and by the way," the narrator returned as the cat was shown snickering. "You're forgetting someone..perhaps check the cafe."

The projector turned off.

Everyone fell quiet. Apson and Joost turned to face each other as some were on their way to go find this "cafe" while Nemo and Silvester made their way to them, ignoring the blonde figure approaching them. The Dutchman felt nervous, rubbing his arm as he fell quiet. "So...I'm guessing this is mouse and cat chase, kak, I hate the sound of this."

"Can we stick together, please?" Nemo requested, feeling his nerves getting tense and harder to breathe. "I'm sorry...I'm just very scared!"

"You're not bothering us at all, Nemo." Silvester grinned.

"Apson, do you think we'll die in here?" Klein sniffled, his body trembling. "I'm scared."

"Joost, don't be, I'll make sure we both make it out with whoever is going to be with us."

Nemo and Silvester grinned as they led Joost and Apson out of the gym to go find the cafe before being stopped by The figure in the kimono. The curly brown-haired haired felt uncomfortable as they were surrounded by their Aurora.

"You two have forgotten to speak with me, how sad, I figured I would be more of importance to you," They frowned as they pressed the floral doll against their cheek. "I was wrong I suppose."

"My apologies! Who are you, you look so cool!" Joost offered his hand but was denied by the figure.

"Really?!" a man wearing a Windows 95 hat and crop top short-sleeved shirt, glared at the blond with his hands crossed. "You are trusting this guy? He looks and sounds scary enough to be a murderer!"

"Teemu," Martinus glared at the Finnish with disappointment. "Don't be so rude to them, what if they are nice?"

"'Nice'? Nice enough to worry me." Teemu worriedly glared at the figure in the kimono.

"I'd be honored to befriend them!" Marcus exclaimed.

"We know you would, Marcus." Apson nodded before glancing towards the figure. "Mind if you say your name to us?"

"My name is of no importance but please refer to me as Hiru Toge for now," Hiru smiled softly, putting the doll to their side. "As always, I do enjoy good surprises. I have one I have yet to present, but please do not fear me."

Apson cocked an eyebrow. "A surprise?"

"I-I'm telling you! They are a murder!" Teemu exclaimed again.

"How does a surprise mean that? I love surprises, especially those at a birthday! They are always fun!" Joost beamed as he felt at ease the moment when Hiru mentioned it.

"Not all the time, bucko!"

"Like I said, I'm not going to show it until the time is right, please do not fear me," Hiru leaned in and smiled at him with his cold eyes. "Apson."

"Whoa..wait, you know my name?" the Dutch felt a chill down his spine.

"Are you sure they aren't a killer on the loose?!" Teemu asked as slid behind Marcus to hide from the figure.

"They seemed to be friendly enough to be trusted, besides, they haven't done anything wrong yet!" Martinus defended the figure.

"Yet?!"

"Hm? Oh, don't worry about that nonsense, I like guessing, however," Toge leaned in with a sinister smile on their face, snickering as they pressed the doll against their mouth. "You shouldn't be so distracted, the blonde woman could come back to bite you like a leech, I saw what she has done."

After Toge spoke, a trio came by to see what they were speaking about. Silvester along with Nemo and Bambie stopped to stare at them. "Excuse me...?" Apson questioned them, causing them to snicker devilishly.

Silvester felt a chill down his spine. "Who? Salena?! She..what are you talking about?"

"Oh please," Hiru smiled once again and began to walk off before allowing them to follow. "Please allow me to show you!"

With tension rising inside, the group followed Hiru as they walked behind them to the Cafe. The hallway growing colder and unbearable with every step despite being in the building for a few minutes, Apson could start seeing signs of a terrible situation such as a bloody handprint sliding that led to the cafe but what caught them off guard was another piece of white fabric.

Apson remembered something. Salena had a white fabric in her hand as well.

"Ta-da!" Toge happily announced, springing the doors open and allowing the group to enter. "We have arrived, detectives."

"Detectives?" Nemo asked.

"Are we seriously trusting them?!" Teemu questioned as he glanced both ways to ensure that Hiru hadn't gone anywhere.

Before Apson could ask a question to Hiru, he heard a horrified scream coming from inside the cafe. The group ran in to find Joost backing away terrified as he hid behind the dark brunet. Jere and Marko covered their mouths as they glanced down before the light blond ran off to the plant to vomit behind it. Slimane stood there, feeling the color draining from his body.

"Oh, my god," Vasil felt his body trembling. "N-No way..!"

Apson couldn't help but glance down at the body. Her golden dress was scruffed and her headpiece was scattered next to the double doors. Her ring appeared to be stolen but what caught his attention was that there was a small silver chain necklace in her dark brown hair but also a red glove next to her body.

"Oh god," Salena whispered to herself, her hands covered her mouth. "Besa's dead."

I lied. I may have Cooked.

EURO. FLASH ~Poison and Cake~

Plot: In the Years between 2001 and 2002, Video game developer and Artistic Designer, Mona Lainus, and her assistant, Bill Collins; one being a Thirty four-year-old and the other being a Forty five-year-old former police officer and current designer/ programmer for the Small but Obscure Company; Classified Record Archives. However, Due to Mona's addiction to abusing Substances, such as taking high doses of prescribed Antidepressants, The Secreted Project Known as ‘Euro dot SWF’, An indie Video game taking inspiration from Mario Bros, Sonic the Hedgehog, and some old cartoons such as SteamBoat Willie, was delayed and put on hiatus. Till then, They Still managed to create only a Full Demo beta version Of a Game that was only for Europeans, A Game Called 'Europa: confession’, A RPG-STYLE game in a 2D format that was Later Changed into a 3D format that offered the Player a chance to gain Different Styles of a good & bad ending or an ‘okay-middle/in-between’ ending with Different routes to each Character. The game was put in place to launch in the middle of March, on a Wednesday afternoon of 2002 but was Put on Hiatus again Due to an incident where Lainus was arrested and put into custody because of a Drunk driving Crash that happened in the countryside of a small town in Wisconsin.

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