Sshh, Be Quiet

The night was restless for most of the group. Everybody managed to comfortably lay in the living room, scattered on the floor and the some of the girls on the couches and chairs. Lisa was unable to fall asleep, laying on the floor, staring up at the ceiling and thinking about the moment between her and Brian in their room. As she thought about the feeling of his lips on hers, she ran her fingers across her lips softly. After some time, she sat up and squinted through the group to see where Brian was, surprised to not see him.

Lisa stood up and headed around to find him. He was in the kitchen, sitting and staring at the table, most likely thinking about his best friend and the band. She approached him slowly. “Hey, Brian,” she said softly.

“Hey,” he mumbled. “Couldn't sleep.”

“Same. Though I'm sure we have different distractions keeping us awake.” She bit her lip, trying not to bring up the kiss because she knew that after this she would never talk to him again.

“Maybe. Hey, I think I forgot something in the bedroom. Will you come with me to see? I'll admit that I'm kind of afraid to walk around this place alone.”

Lisa nodded and followed him upstairs to the room they were sharing. The smell of blood still lingered in the hallway as Brian let her walk into the room first. “So what did you forget?” she asked as she turned around to see him close the door and walk towards her.

“Absolutely nothing,” he said as he cupped her face with his hands and crashed his lips to hers.

He kissed her so heatedly that her knees became weak. Brian pulled both of them to the bed he was using and they fell in a tangled heap of limbs with their lips never coming apart. Lisa pulled back to catch a breath of air. “Brian, what are you doing?” she breathed, looking at the smile he was wearing.

“I have no idea,” he laughed softly. “Finishing what we started earlier?”

Lisa now laughed. “Well, I'm not complaining,” she said before leaning in to kiss him.

Clothes began to fly through the room, and Brian had wasted no time in flipping their bodies over, looking at Lisa who lay in front of him. He trailed soft kisses down her stomach, down to where he could feel the heat radiating. He pushed her legs apart and then attached his lips around her clit. Lisa moaned softly as her hips jerked. With one hand, Brian grabbed his dick and started stroking himself to get ready.

A thought had raced through Lisa's mind, and she was sure that it had raced through Brian's as well, but she didn't want to bring it up because it was fairly morbid. They were both slowly starting to accept the possibility of themselves dying soon, and were just going through with this on a whim. The same thought though was indeed going through Brian's head, though a little more morbid. He had began to accept the fact that he was going to die in the next few days, Lisa was a beautiful woman, and he was in the middle of a divorce. It felt right to him.

Brian soon moved to hover over Lisa, gazing down into her eyes and smiling. “Yes?” he asked softly. “If you don't, just tell me.”

“Yes,” she replied, wrapping her legs around him and pulling. She gasped lightly when Brian buried himself inside of her, rocking his hips quickly against hers. As time moved on, Lisa threw her arms around Brian and pulled his body to hers, burying her face into his neck to try and mask her moans and not wake everybody up.

Brian could feel Lisa squirming underneath him, and her muscles clenching around him. “Let it all out, baby. Just let yourself go,” he breathed into her neck.

“Fucking, hell. Brian, go faster.”

Brian went as fast as he could without making any noise to disturb the others. “Come with me, Lisa.”

Lisa let her mind go blank of everything that was going on in the house. She focused on herself and Brian, and let her body tense up with the imminent orgasm. “Fucking hell, Brian! Don't...stop...”

Brian didn't stop until he felt her body almost convulse underneath him. Her internal muscles clenching tightly around him, almost like she was trying to push him out. It was enough to pull him over the edge. He groaned into Lisa's neck and they both remained in that position while catching their breaths. They held each other for a few minutes before finally getting up and getting dressed.

Lisa walked ahead of Brian, wearing a shit-eating grin as she walked downstairs and found a spot to lay down and try to go to sleep. Brian did the same thing and almost as soon as they both laid down, they had fallen asleep.

Matt had woken everybody up in the morning, and after they had all had time to wake up and eat something, they sat and talked, trying to plan an escape. Both Matt and Lisa quietly left the group and sat at the kitchen table to talk.

“Okay, doors don’t break, and neither do the windows, so how the hell are we going to get out of here?” Lisa asked.

“I really don’t know. What we really need to do is look around and see if we can find something that’ll lead us out of here. Question is, where?”

Lisa thought a moment. “The basement!”

“What’s down there?”

“I don’t know, but we haven’t looked. There’s also the attic.”

“We really need to check them out, and I have an idea. Two of us are gonna check the basement, and two are going to check the attic. Stay here.”

“Wait, Matt.” Lisa followed him back to the living room.

“Okay, so we figured to check the basement and attic, I’ll go into the basement, I need a girl to come with me though, then two are gonna check the attic. Two of the guys need to stay here with the rest of the girls.”

“I’ll go with you, Matt,” Emily said.

“I’ll go,” Johnny said.

“I’ll go with you, Johnny,” Lisa said. “I’ve kinda been in the basement.”

“Okay, will the rest of you be alright?” Matt asked.

A collective nod came from everyone. Matt, Johnny, Emily, and Lisa went to the kitchen, sitting around the table where Matt had taken charge.

“Okay when we do this, we need to be extremely careful, and more observant than ever,” he said before focusing on Lisa and Johnny. “You two, if anything, anything at all feels the slightest bit off, get out of there ASAP, got it?”

“No, we’re just gonna stay there and call you when the ghost comes to attack us,” Johnny said.

Lisa rolled her eyes. “Johnny, no sarcasm, especially at a time like this.”

“Sorry.”

“Here’s an idea,” Lisa said, looking between Matt and Johnny “You two call each other and stay on the line, that way we can tell each other what’s going on and stuff.”

“Not a bad idea. I’ll call you when we get to the attic, Johnny. Let’s go now, so we can get this over with.”

“Be careful you guys,” Lisa said. “And we’ll do the same.”

Matt and Emily headed out of the room, leaving Lisa and Johnny to wait for the phone call. Lisa was standing at the basement door, looking into the darkened room. She flicked the switch, flooding the stairwell with light. A moment later she heard Johnny talking.

“Okay, they’re there, let’s go,” he said, coming up behind Lisa.

Lisa nodded and started down the stairs. She listened to Johnny talking, explaining every move they were making. Once at the bottom of the stairs, she felt around for another light switch using the stairwell light. Suddenly the basement was lit. Lisa turned and saw Johnny standing by a light switch.

“Okay, we’re down, and we have light. It looks like a normal basement almost,” Johnny said. “Umm, she’s just walking around looking. She won’t tell me what she’s doing.”

Lisa turned to Johnny. “I’ll tell you if I find something, got it?”

She continued to walk around the small room. Johnny was right, it was almost normal. A storage room of sorts, with a few boxes here and there, collecting dust. A spider ran across one of them, and Lisa squealed and jumped. “Fucking spiders.” She walked the perimeter of the room, looking for anything that would hint of a way out. A few minutes later, she heard something. Something that sounded like a breeze. “Johnny, I think I found something!”

As Johnny explained to Matt while he came over, Lisa kicked a box to make sure nothing would crawl out of there, then proceeded to move it. She could feel moving air from that area. Upon further inspection, she saw hinges and a handle. “I found a door!” she said.

“Okay, we found a door it looks like. She’s grabbing the handle, but the damn thing won’t budge.”

“You do it, Johnny,” Lisa said. “Give me your phone, I’ll talk to him.”

The two switched places while Johnny went to work on the door. “How are you two doing,” Lisa asked into the phone.

“Nothing but dusty boxes. So is it a door?”

“It might be. Like one of those doors that leads out the side of a house I think. It won’t budge though. Johnny’s gonna break his arm is he pulls on it any harder.”

“Hmm.” Matt paused on the other end, and began moving around. “Em? Where’d you go?” Another pause. “Emily?”

“Matt? Is she up there?”

“She won’t answer.” He paused again, and Lisa listened. “What'd you say, Lisa?” Matt's voice came across the line, startling her.

“I didn’t say anything.”

“A song lyric from one of our songs called 'Dancing Dead' just came through the line.”

“I swear I didn’t say, or sing, anything. Matt, you should get the hell out of that attic right now.”

“Fuck. Emily! Where are you?” A pause, rustling noises. “Em? Is that you?” A loud thud. “Holy fuck! Holy shit! Emily?!” Footsteps, then silence.

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