6 No Such Thing...

They searched for a key to the door as they looked around the area that had surrounded them, though they couldn't find a place where the floor master had hidden the trigger or key. The four of them soon found themselves back at the elevator as Zack had started to kick at the door. Kristen shook her head at this while Faith had a somewhat awkward look on her face.

"There's no trigger here damn it!" Zack shouted angrily.

"Well of course there isn't!" Kristen told him, "It's not like ones magically gonna drop from the ceiling when you kick the door!"

"Don't start with me!" He told her, turning to them, "Just hurry up and figure it out!"

"I can't think of any places we haven't checked." Faith said as she scratched underneath her chin, "We've looked all over in the other rooms available to us, and there's no trace of any kind. Where haven't we looked…?"

Rachel soon turned into the water beside them as she looked at the bubbles. She tilted her head wondering about something.

"I wonder…" She said to herself.

Zack immediately noticed the look on her face, "You thought of something?"

"Those bubbles there." Rachel soon said as she pointed over to them, "I think it might be the trigger."

The group looked over to the set of bubbles in the water. Faith said with a shrug, "It is the only place we haven't looked."

"Yeah…" Kristen agreed as she went to go into the water, "... Might as well che--"

"You're still hurt." Rachel said, cutting her off and taking her arm gently, "We can't risk your wounds getting infected."

"But that could open the door in the back." Kristen said, "One way or another, we've gotta get to that switch."

"True." Faith said, "It doesn't help the fact that Rachel and I are too short to go into the water… So the only person here is…"

The three of them slowly looked in Zack's direction, taking him back a bit. He looked to the water than back to them as he realized what they were going to ask.

"Hell no!" He exclaimed, "I ain't gonna go in the water!"

"Hey, no one said you had to." Kristen said, putting her hands up.

"If you don't want to, you don't have to." Rachel added.

"We can find another way to get to it." Faith finished.

The four of them stayed in silence as the sound that had been from the bubbles within the water. Zack's eye twitched slightly as he let out an annoyed groan, "I never said I wouldn't." With that being said, he jumped into the water, as it had only reached up to his waist.

"Move carefully, so you don't fall over." Faith told him.

"I got it Four Eyes so shut up." Zack told her. He started to move slowly in the water towards where the bubbles had been, taking care as to not trip in the water.

"Hey Mister?" Rachel soon said, "Are you really going to kill me?"

Kristen and Faith flinched slightly at this, while Zack couldn't help but feel annoyed. "I ALREADY TOLD YOU! I'LL KILL YOU ONCE WE GET OUT OF HERE!!" He yelled, turning to her. Rachel couldn't help but eye Zack suspiciously at this as she couldn't tell if he had been lying or not, while Kristen and Faith kept themselves quiet. That was until--

"IF YOU WANNA DIE, THEN GO AND KILL YOURSELF!!" Zack yelled.

The two of them gasped at this which made Zack flinch a little.

"What?" He said as he had been confused by their reaction.

"You can't just tell someone to kill themselves!" Faith told him, "Granted, what Rachel is asking for is insane, it's still wrong!!"

"You don't sound very convincing." Zack said to her, making Faith pout.

"Look despite our predicament and the deal you two made, suicide is a bad thing for anyone in general!" Kristen soon added.

Zack was even more confused by this as he tilted his head, "Why is that?"

"Why?" Kristen repeated, "It's because--Because um…" She tried to think of an answer to give him though she had trouble as she let out a groan herself.

"Maybe it's because…" Rachel started to say, "... God says so?" The three of them looked at Rachel, just surprised by her answer. Though to be honest the answer didn't really make sense to any of them.

Zack finally broke the silence between them, "What kind of an answer is that?"

"Well…" Rachel said, "I don't really understand it myself but…" She clenched her hand a little, and though Faith nor Zack didn't notice, Kristen could almost swear that her eyes brightened a little, as they didn't really look dead as before, "... If God says so… It must be true."

Kristen couldn't help but find this interesting as she had a thought in her head, "Never took the kid for being the kind to believe in that stuff. Still, I wonder…"

"God, huh?" Zack soon said, "Then at least put some effort into getting me to kill you."

Faith soon spoke up, "Not that I'm siding with Rachel and the deal you two made but… What exactly would you have her do?"

"All she's gotta do is make a face that makes me want to kill her." Zack replied, making the three of them give an odd look, "She can get mad or cry or something can't she?"

"I guess, but right now…" Faith replied with her sentence trailed off as she turned back to Rachel. They saw that she had a dead look in her eyes again as she looked over to Zack.

He let out a sigh at this as he turned to her. "Come on kid, do you just have no muscles in your face or what?" He said before giving her a command, "Just cry already!"

As expected Rachel gave no reaction; she didn't even twitch as she still had a dead look in her ocean blue eyes.

"Are you sure you're not already dead?" Zack asked.

"I'm alive." Rachel replied, "That's why I want you to kill me."

"That's not quite what he meant." Faith said as her expression was still softened. Kristen on the other hand still stayed silent as she looked to the ground.

"Okay… I get it kid." Zack said, pinching the bridge of his nose, "... Can you at least try to smile?"

Rachel tilted her head a little at this, "Smile? How?"

Zack groaned at this, as he rubbed his head, "Just smile damn it!"

Kristen and Faith watched as Rachel shut her eyes for a moment before opening them again. They were both taken back at the fact that Rachel's face changed from a monotone look to a smile; even her eyes, though they bore no reflection, seemed to have changed.

"I never realized how pretty she is with that look." Kristen thought to herself, as she had a small smile herself, "It really does suit her."

"It's no good. Your eyes look dead." Zack said getting the attention back to him; he turned his back to them as he started to make his way to where the bubbles had been. "What a waste of my time."

"Nothing really does satisfy you, doesn't it?" Kristen said.

"Zip it Red Eyes, I'm not in the mood for--"

Zack's sentence had been cut off by what sounded like a thump sound, muffled by the water. "Oh, he got it!" Faith said, her eyes brightening slightly.

"Mister, don't move from--" Rachel started to say before Zack cut her off.

"Quit ordering me around you brat!" Zack shouted, turning back to them.

"And you stop yelling at them in that tone!" Kristen said to him, before she turned to the girls, "The door should be open by now. You two head back there and check it out."

"Okay." Rachel said as she nodded.

"Got it." Faith added, "We'll let you know if there's any trouble."

"HEY!" Zack yelled, "WILL YOU GET YOUR ASSES MOVING ALREADY!? THIS SHIT FEELS COLD AND GROSS!!"

"LANGUAGE YOU A-HOLE!!" Kristen yelled as she held her fist to him.

Rachel and Faith both looked to one another, before they headed back towards the open path in the wall, just down the hall. Kristen watched the two of them disappear just up ahead. Kristen looked at the walkie which she had removed from her belt.

"Be careful you two…" She said to herself as she held the walkie close to her.

It hadn't been long before she heard Zack let out a sneeze, causing her to turn back to him just as he wiped his nose. "Damn it…" He said to himself as he shivered.

"You might as well come out of there now." Kristen told him, as she put her hands behind her head, "If there's the last thing any of us want, it's for one of us to catch a cold."

Zack gritted his teeth as his eye twitched again.

"I was about to do that." He grumbled.

He made his way back over to the edge and climbed up, though he had been struggling to do so, considering that he had the scythe in his hand. Kristen couldn't help but sigh at this as she went over to him.

"Give me your hand." She said as she held her hand out to him while she kneeled.

Zack didn't say anything, as he grunted out of annoyance; he eventually took her hand. Putting her other hand on top of his own, she pulled him, struggling to do so before she pulled. Though she yanked back too hard as she accidentally fell onto her back, pulling Zack along with her. They both let out a scream, falling to the ground with a grunt and his scythe landing on the ground with a clang.

When Kristen opened her eyes, she found herself in a compromising position. Zack had just been hovering on top of her, both of his hands on each side of her head. His leg happened to be between her own.

Her face turned red at this as she had just been left stunned having never been in this kind of position before. Zack was in shock as well, though she couldn't tell he was blushing due to the bandages covering his face. He shook his head as he quickly got himself off of her and picked up his scythe that was on the side, mumbling a curse to himself before he went back over towards where Rachel and Faith had gone; stomping as he did this.

Kristen herself sat herself up from the floor as she placed a hand over her chest feeling her heart beat really fast.

"What the fuck just happened?"

Immediately she shook the thought from her head, losing the red on her face before standing up, following Zack's lead. When she got back, she saw Zack pacing around angrily, mumbling something to himself, not even realizing that she had been there; She couldn't tell what it was since it had sounded incoherent.

"Better not ask…" She said to herself before she took a seat at what had been left of her grave. She decided to pass the time as she took the knife out of the holster, spinning it in her hand, as she put the walkie beside her.

It seemed like hours had gone by as they both wait for Rachel and Faith to come back; at times Kristen thought to contact them on the walkie but always didn't do it. She didn't know why but she just did.

"What is taking them so long!?" Zack soon said angrily as he continued to pace, eventually stopping, "Don't tell me they decided to run!"

"You know they have no reason to." Kristen replied not taking her eyes off what she was doing, "Faith did say she can't defend herself and Rachel…" She was hesitant, saying her next set of words but she was able to pick it back up, "... Made that deal with you. Really think about it."

Zack was about to retort, but restrained himself in doing so as he realized she made a good point.

"She's right…" Zack mumbled to himself, though it didn't seem like she heard him as she continued to spin the knife in her hand. Zack had his back to Kristen as he couldn't help but think back to the youngest in the group, this being Rachel.

"That kid…" He said, "... It's hard to kill someone when they have such a boring look on their face…"

He thought back to only a few moments ago when he had told her to smile. Despite the dead look she gave, he wouldn't be lying, that is if he could lie if he said he wasn't entranced by the way she looked.

"Of course, if her eyes hadn't looked so dead earlier…" Zack started to say, before he had a smile of his own, "... That wouldn't have been too bad for me to cut up."

"Ow!"

Zack flinched slightly when he heard something on the floor. He looked over in Kristen's direction and saw her shaking her own hand as the knife had only a little blood. She put her finger in her mouth to suck away the blood on her finger and ease the pain.

He was quick to put together what had happened.

"Didn't I tell you, you're shitty when it comes to holding a knife?" He said to her,

"Don't judge me." Kristen said to him, "At least it's better than having just a gun!"

Zack merely spit to the side as he couldn't help but give a sneer in her direction. "Where did you even get those things anyway?" He asked her, "Did you come here with them?"

"No." She replied, turning her head over to the side, "I just happened to find these in the room I woke up in. I took them with me since I thought I could defend myself in case I ran into trouble."

"Yeah, look how well that turned out for ya." Zack said sarcastically, making her growl a little, "If I managed to get two hits on ya, than you can bet your ass that the other psychos in this building will get you too."

Kristen merely laughed to herself as she said, "... I'm a full grown woman buddy. I can take care of myself."

Zack gave a look that said that he didn't buy into her statement. He remembered fighting with her on his floor, though she did put up a fight, she really sucked at it. He didn't know why it pissed him off so much, but it did and he hated feeling like that. He hated to admit it, but his chances would slim if one of them died on him before he made it outside. That was something he couldn't risk, considering her, and the other two were the only chance he had of getting out of here.

"Give it here." He said holding his hand out.

"... I'm sorry?" Kristen said, confused.

"Your knife." Zack clarified, "Hand it over."

Kristen couldn't help but eyed him suspiciously, as she reached for the gun in it's holster; he took notice of this. "Relax Red Eyes, as annoying as you are, I'm not gonna kill you. I just want to see it."

"Why?" Kristen asked.

"Just shut up and give it to me." He told her as he sounded somewhat aggressive. Kristen didn't flinch at this but she ended up picking the knife up off the ground before handing it over to Zack. Placing his scythe nearby, he took the knife from her and held it up towards the ceiling examining it's blade.

"Huh…" He thought aloud, "... It looks just like mine…"

"What was that?" Kristen asked, not quite hearing him.

"Nothing, just talking to myself." He replied as he soon held the knife in front of him. Flipping it in his hand, he gave a couple of practice swings to test how it felt. Eventually he had the knife up to Kristen's face as she didn't even flinch.

"Not bad." He said, "Shame you can't tell me exactly where you got it from."

She pushed his hand away to look him directly in the eye, "Just out of curiosity…" She started to say, "... Is there a point to doing this?"

"As a matter of fact there is." Zack replied, taking her back a bit. Flipping the knife back over he held the blade handing it back to her.

She took the knife back, by the handle as she was still curious to what his motivation is. He picked up his scythe again before he turned back to her, holding it so the blade wasn't at the front.

"Lose the gun and come at me with your knife." He said to her as he got himself in a stance.

Kristen was taken back by this again, "Excuse me?"

"Come at me with your knife." He repeated, "Like you want to kill me."

"Like I--Hold on, why do you want me to do that?"

"I didn't get a good look at how you were holding it earlier when we were fighting. Now come at me with your weapon."

"I can't tell if you're being serious or not."

"I already told you before… I hate lies."

Kristen gave him a look, but she let out a sigh. Removing her hoodie, she draped over Rachel's now broken tombstone revealing her black t-shirt, before doing the same to the holster. She held the knife in her hand as she soon stood in front of Zack.

"Now." He said, cracking his neck, "Come at me."

Kristen complied, though she still held the knife like she just came out of the kitchen, as she charged at him. Zack used his scythe to hit the knife out of her hand taking her back before he tripped her making her fall on her back. He hovered over her holding the blade to her neck, though she didn't panic like she did before.

"Dead in one shot." He said, taking the blade away from her, "Now that is pathetic."

Kristen sat herself up, as she gave a sneer in his direction. "Is this supposed to be you humiliating me?"

"No." Zack replied, surprising her again, "This is supposed to be me helping you."

Kristen had been pretty shocked at this. Here she was, with a serial killer in a life or death kind of situation, and he's telling her that he's helping her. She would say that he was lying to make fun of her or some stuff like this, but then again he did admit to them that he hates lies, so she couldn't even say something like that.

She got herself up off the ground as she brushed herself off of the dirt that got on her. "It's your stance that was off." Zack told her, as he took the knife from her again, "Not to mention the way you were holding it is all wrong."

Zack soon showed her how she had been holding it, "This is how chefs or cooks hold it."

He flipped the knife in his hand and changed the way he had been standing. He held the knife on it's side as he held his other fist in front of him, "This is how you hold it in a fight." He broke out of his stance again, and flipped the knife again, holding it so that the blade was facing downward.

"And this…" He started to say, "... Is how you hold it to kill."

Kristen was in shock by this as she looked up to him as she had just been stunned. Zack noticed the look on her face as he gave a quizzical expression.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?" Kristen questioned.

Zack merely sighed, "Trust me when I say Red Eyes, you're gonna need to know this kind of stuff if you want to get out of here still breathing."

He went to hand the knife back to her, "Here. Try to come at me again, but this time hold it like I showed you."

Kristen didn't take the knife, she instead hit it with his hand to the side causing the knife to fall out of his hand. "Didn't you listen to what I told you before!?" She said to him with a bit of anger in her voice, "I DON'T kill. I never have and I never will!"

"Yeah?" Zack said to her, "Do you think the psychos in this place are going to give a shit about what you like and don't like?" Kristen had surprisingly stayed silent at this as she couldn't find a retort to this. She averted his gaze as she looked to the ground, her hand shaking a little at the thought.

"I…" She soon started to repeat, "... I don't kill… I could never kill…"

"You're starting to sound like a record now." Zack said, sounding annoyed, "Whether you want it or not, there are people, probably crazier than me, that want and WILL kill you if you're not prepared to kill them first. If you fight, you'll live, but if you don't, you'll die. That's the kind of words I've always lived by from day one."

Kristen felt a ring go off in her head as an image seemed to have gone by. This time this image was of herself as a little girl, standing with someone, but she couldn't tell who it had been.

"It's…" She started to say, "... It's wrong to kill…"

Zack didn't say anything as he finally noticed that Kristen's body was shaking. "If I start to kill… If I sink that low… She won't forgive me…"

"She?" Zack had repeated.

Zack soon noticed the look on her face as she had been taken back by what she said.

"Wait…" She said, "Why… Did I say that? Who wouldn't forgive me?"

"How the fuck should I know?" Zack told her, "You're the one babbling crazy shit not me. Now are we gonna do this or not?"

Kristen looked over to the knife before she looked back at Zack; she picked it up off the floor as she just looked at the weapon in hand as she had wondered about something.

"Are you just gonna stand there like a statue or are you going to come at me?" She heard Zack say.

"Why…" She soon started to say as she turned back to him, "... Why are you doing this? I thought you said you didn't care about me."

"I did." Zack replied, throwing his scythe over his shoulder.

"Than doesn't that mean that you shouldn't care whether I should live or die. So why are you doing this?"

"Because my chances of getting out of here go down the toilet if one of you goes and dies on me. Better to have a fighting chance than none."

"Is that you're the only reason?"

"Nah, I don't think so."

Kristen raised her eyebrow at this as she tilted her head a little. "You think, or you know?" She asked.

Zack mumbled his reply though she didn't quite hear him as she saw him look over to the side. She wanted to ask him to repeat, but she found herself not doing so, as she looked at the knife in her hand. This time she didn't hold the knife the way she had been usually holding it, instead she held it the way he had shown her; though it wasn't downward, she held it to the side.

She gave a whistle to get his attention. Zack turned to her, and saw her get into a fighting stance; Zack smirked before he got into a stance himself.

"You better not fuck this up for yourself." Zack told her.

"Same to you, ya damn mummy." Kristen said to him.

She quickly charged at him, with her knife in hand and did as he had told her; she went at Zack, like she was going to kill him. This time, she had put up a fight, as Zack found himself blocking her everytime she thrusted her knife forward. Zack looked happy about this as he noticed her movements became quicker than expected.

Though he saw a blind spot as she attacked and quickly used it to his advantage. Just as Kristen went to thrusted her knife towards him, he grabbed ahold of her arm and pinned it behind her back, so that her body was against his own. He held his scythe close to her.

"That was impressive!" Zack said, "Though it could be a little--OW!"

Zack had been taken back when he felt Kristen elbow him in the stomach causing him to back up. She soon tripped him so that he fell onto his back before Zack found her on top of him, pinning him after she kicked his scythe away. It was than Kristen caught her breath as she had a satisfied look on her face.

"I win." She said to him triumphantly.

Zack tried to yell or even throw an insult, but he surprisingly couldn't do it at that moment. The very minute he saw the look on her face, he just felt entranced. He didn't know why, but he found this sensation familiar as he saw a familiar image before his eyes followed by a ring.

"What?" Kristen asked looking confused, "What's wrong?"

Zack quickly got his composure back and pushed her off of him. "You got a lucky shot!" He said as he got up off the floor, "Don't get too confident, otherwise you'll end up dead!"

Kristen rubbed her face and groaned, "Seriously? Does nothing in this world, or what do I do please you!?"

"The fuck makes you say that!?" Zack yelled.

"You're just pissed off all the time, and you don't even bat an eye when people do something good! Can't you just show a little praise!?"

"Why should I, if it's for someone like you?! Your just a stubborn bitch that won't even tell me her name!!"

"And your a stubborn bastard who needs people to read what's on a plaque!"

"Why do you think I wanted you to read it!?"

"I don't know because you're lazy!?"

"I sure as hell ain't lazy!!"

"Than why did you tell one of us to read--!?"

"BECAUSE I CAN'T READ, OKAY!?"

Kristen stopped herself from saying anything more as her eyes widened from shock by his words. Zack on the other hand looked embarrassed as he turned his gaze to the side, with but a sneer on his face. She was processing what he had just told her; she didn't know what to say, hell she didn't even know what to feel.

Should she feel sad for him?

Should she feel guilty about it?

Should she feel pity?

Honestly, she didn't know what.

All she could do was give a certain look in her eye as she had her eyes still on him as she couldn't help but find this situation familiar. "Oh my God…" She said softly as she put her hand in her head.

"Don't do that." Zack said to her harshly, "Don't feel sorry for someone you don't care about."

"Am I supposed to have a different feeling?" Kristen asked as she had still been speechless, "I mean… Not remembering simple things is one thing but… Jesus Christ…"

"What did you think I meant when I told you I was dumb as a rock?" He said, "Because I am! I don't know shit about--" Zack found himself holding back his words for a moment before he picked back up again while he shrugged, "--You know."

"Yeah…" Kristen said awkwardly rubbing her elbow, "... I should've picked that up…"

Zack let out a sigh, "Don't let this kind of thing go to your head. And you better not laugh or poke fun afterwards!!"

She was taken back at this, "No, I wouldn't do that. That would be crossing a line for me."

Zack couldn't help but look at her with a skeptical expression on his face, "Are you lying again?" Kristen didn't reply verbally as she shook her head, which couldn't help but take him back as he just looked at her surprised.

"Oh…" He said awkwardly as he cleared his throat, "Okay. Glad that we have an understanding…"

The two of them had an awkward silence between each other as they didn't know what more they wanted to say. They couldn't even bring themselves to yell at each other as they did before. They didn't know why, but they just didn't know what to say, as they had avoided looking at each other for a while. Kristen soon took a deep breath before she finally decided to make conversation, "... Can… You really have not read?"

"Didn't I just say a second ago Red Eyes!?" He yelled, "Why would I have any reason to lie!?"

"Just making sure." She replied, "Did you ever try to learn how to yourself?"

"Yeah but…" Zack replied as he soon rubbed the back of his neck, "... I was shit at it."

Kristen nodded, making a mental note of it. She appreciated him helping her out, despite the fact that he tried to kill her before, but she felt a little bad since she had nothing to give in return. That was the words she lived by, when someone does something for you, you return the favor. If she had found the chance, she would help him out with that sort of thing.

For now something else peaked her interest, something that had bothered her for a bit. "That story you were telling before…" She began to say, "... Was it true?"

"What the fuck kind of a question is that?!" He asked, "Of course it's the truth! Like I said--"

"--You hate lies." Kristen finished, "You've made that very clear. But, have you really not told a lie? Or even attempt to be with anyone?"

Zack clicked his tongue as he couldn't help but feel anger again. Why is she asking this, is what came to mind. Despite the fact that he didn't want to answer her, he felt compelled to. After all, what else was there to do to pass the time?

"I never told a lie." Zack replied, "And I never will."

"Oh."

Zack noticed the way she looked as she had a look that said, "I'm disappointed by this answer". "I think it's time I ask you something, Red Eyes." Zack said to her, "Why do you sound upset about it?"

Kristen merely shrugged as she took a moment to think of her reply. "Maybe it's because…" She soon said, "... I have doubts about your answer."

"Doubts?" Zack found himself repeating.

She soon started to explain herself, "... It's just that… No one can be totally honest with other people. It's not a part of human nature just to tell the truth. It's just in our nature to lie." She noticed Zack gave her a certain look as she let out another sigh, "Well, maybe not in yours, but… Generally speaking for everyone else in general…" Kristen said, "Sometimes it's better just to give one lie, than to deliver a painful truth. There's no such thing as an honest person…"

Zack noticed the look in her eyes, as she had a look of sadness. He knew he said he didn't care, but for some reason, he couldn't stand to see that look in her eyes. He wasn't sure why but he did, despite the fact he said he didn't care.

"Quit being that look on your face!" He said a bit harshly, "The last thing I want is for another one of you spouting out more morbid creepy shit!"

Kristen couldn't help but chuckle a little as she said nothing to him at first. Despite her hating him, she found his company comforting, and that was saying a lot. She had her back to him before she finally spoke.

"Kristen Waterson."

Zack flinched at this as he looked at her just confused, as he didn't quite hear her, "What?"

"Before..." Kristen clarified not turning to him, "You asked me my name. That's my full name. Kristen Waterson."

Zack huffed at this as he gave a satisfied smile. "Kristen huh…?" He said, "... That ain't a bad name, for someone like you."

CLICK.

The lights around them suddenly went out, leaving the two of them in the dark. Zack didn't seemed fazed by this as he appeared to be only annoyed by this. Kristen on the other hand, turned as pale as a ghost, and her body started to shake. Zack had been taken back when Kristen let out a terrified shriek.

"The fuck!?" He exclaimed.

She sank to the floor as she was now in a fetal position. Zack heard her let out uneven breaths; if he could see in the dark, he would've seen Kristen sweating up a storm and on the verge of tears. "Hey!" He called out in the direction where he heard her, "The hell's wrong with you!?"

His body soon flinched a little when he heard the sound of a child's giggle. It seemed to have echoed throughout the room.

"You grave ruiner…"

Zack got his composure as he readied his scythe in the direction of the voice. Little did he know there had been a child no more than eleven standing just a few feet in front of him. His entire face was covered with a mask, as he had on a plain white t-shirt with baggy overalls and a red scarf. Over his shoulder he had a shovel as he looked at Zack with emerald green eyes.

"Hey there, Zack."