Later that night Zoë, Mark, Signe, and Jack were prepared to get to the main part of the island and find a plane or a boat.
Zoë had her bat, Mark had a gun, Signe had a spear, and Jack had a frying pan.
"Please, whatever you do, don't open the door." Signe pleaded.
"I'm going upstairs to test the walkie-talkie." Mark told us.
"Test test. Over." Mark said.
Dan pressed down on the button and replied, "It's working fine. Over." He let go of the button and mark came down the stairs.
Jack bent over and put his hand on his knees to steady himself.
"Are you sure you want to go with us?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Let's hit the road." She said, turning on one foot and walking away to leave.
Mark snorted and Dan and Phil were trying to stop each other from laughing.
Jack just had the most shocked look on his face before following her out the door.
"Whatever you do, do NOT turn off that walkie-talkie!" Zoë yelled.
Mark closed the door behind him and there was silence through it the house.
"So.." Phil started, "Anyone wanna play Life?"
~Jacks POV~
Every so often we would hear the snap of a twig or the crunch of some leaves, but nothing much else.
Zoë would hear the slightest sound and stop it her tracks.
We'd tell her she was just hearing the wind or it was a cricket.
She was very paranoid.
We were trying our best to use our memory to find a path, and we found one.
We followed it until it started to get bigger, and then we found the central part of the island.
There was a tall building, almost as if was a hotel.
Mark turned on the walkie-talkie.
"Baby bird, we are in the nest. Over." He said into the block.
"What the hell was that?" Y/N said back.
"I gave us code names. Over." He released the button.
"Fine. Over." Y/N sighed from the other line.
I chuckled.
"What's so funny, Leprechaun?" Mark joked.
I held up my frying pan, threatening him.
"I have a gun." Mark said, pointing it at him.
Zoë slapped the gun from his hands.
"NEVER POINT A GUN AT SOMEONE!" She whisper-shouted.
"O-ok.." Mark stuttered.
We all huddled at the door and waited to see if it was clear.
Mark then kicked it open and grabbed his foot in pain.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow." He said.
"Wuss." Zoë murmured.
Zoë made her way in first as the lights flickered.
To the right was a map of the facility.
Zoë sighed.
"Obviously, the main place is going to be at the top level," she said. "Mark, do you need some ice for your boo boo?"
"No." He huffed.
"Good. Carry on." She escorted us, bat in hand.
We soon got to the top floor, the building was fairly small to say the least.
We opened the door to the top floor, and stepped inside.
There was a lot of noise.
We made our way deeper into the room.
As we walked, the walls started to become plastered with JackSepticEye posters, pillows and shirts lay on the floor.
"I've been expecting you.." a voice said.
It was familiar..
There were multiple computer screens, all broadcasting a JackSepticEye video.
There was a woosh of air and the computer screen showed a cyborg with blue hair.
"Chantelle's ghost..!!!" Mark yelled.