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[gamer_anon]

[ WHO ]: Mello, Matt, anyone who responded to this. Or not.
[ WHERE ]: Room 506
[ WHEN ]: Last Night
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: OPEN
[ RATING ]: PG to start.
[ WARNINGS ]: ghost violence, language
[ NOTES ]: None

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[the_aurailia]

The transmission had caused Seth to turn off the stove and grab his gun, seconds later he was out the door. He always kept the communicator on for signs of trouble, and this sounded like big trouble. There was definitely a ghost preying on the residents lately, Seth had felt her sweet caress himself before the air was chocked out of him. Luckily for him he was room-mates with Link, and that boy never let ghosts hurt anyone while he was around.

Still, this Mello, Seth did not know if he was covered. Matt was supposed to be there, was he? It was late, maybe he was asleep himself? Maybe he would be next if Seth didn't get there fast.

It was only one floor up, but he was sure the door would be locked. If Matt was inside, he'd have to count on him to let him in, either that or break down the door.

"MATT?! Open up Matt!"

[worldsrunnerup]

Through the solid door they could hear the sounds of struggle as Mello struggled to at least dodge the knife. As if she had grown tired of his theatrics the ghost plunged the blade forward and anyone nearby would have heard the blond's choked scream as the freezing blade went through flesh. The knife went in just above his left hipbone.

[crystalore]

Meanwhile, Itsuki was running up the stairs, determined to do something to help Mello. If there was an opportunity to save anyone, he had to take it. He had to. Maybe if he helped enough people... Maybe then, he would be worthy of Mutsuki's forgiveness.

He hurried beside Seth once he saw him, breathless from running so much and so quickly. Judging from the way Seth was pounding on the door, he was no doubt here to help Mello as well.

"Will that man be all right?" It was the first question that came to mind.

[gamer_anon]

The next time, Matt knew it wasn't a dream. Seth's alarmed cry, the sound of another voice, and Mello's choked scream all came together like puzzle pieces. And it formed a picture that Matt actually wished was a nightmare.

He scrambled out of bed, stumbling across the dark bedroom until he was standing in the doorway. His eyes widened at the scene -- the hands holding Mello in place, the ghost, the knife that had been plunged into Mello's body.

Matt probably wouldn't remember screaming for help later. But that's exactly what he did as he rushed over to the couch. All he could think about was replacing those ghostly hands with his own.

[worldsrunnerup]

The scene was nightmarish. The couch was quickly soaking with blood as the knife was twisted before being pulled out. There were at least twenty pairs of hands on Mello, touching his face, gripping his neck, raising bruises on his arms and stomach where they held him down. The hands held tight as Mello struggled, they kept his legs from kicking and his body from wrenching away. Their grip was so tight that he was struggling to breathe and the bruises on his arms were black

[the_aurailia]

"Get out of the way," Seth instructed the boy who had joined him outside before aiming his gun at the doors lock. he didn't recognise him by appearance, but his voice may have been that of newcomer he had nicknamed Tachi.

There were three loud bangs from the barrel of Seth's gun and a spray of wood chips flew from the door before the handle finally hung off it's hinges, the lock broken. Not waiting for the other boy to say anything, he kicked the door with his foot and burst into the room, assessing the scene as quickly as he could. Fuck what the fuck was he supposed to do with no tape?

"Tape! Who has tape?!" He questioned both Matt and Itsuki loudly, moving over to Matt's side.

[gamer_anon]

Matt was forced into a retreat as the ghost attacked him. He held up his arm as a shield, the blade slicing across his skin.

"In the bedroom!" He answered Seth as the others burst into the room. Fuck. Another thing he'd done wrong. Matt stepped to the side, trying to keep the ghost distracted and Seth covered to go into the other room and get it. They didn't have much left on the roll, but there wasn't any choice.

"Mello! Where's your gun!" Matt knew it couldn't be far from the blond. Maybe the other boy could go for that. But when Mello didn't yell back at him, the redhead quickly assumed the worst. "Mello!" Matt looked away from the ghost and over to the couch, earning him another slash of the knife across his skin.

[crystalore]

Itsuki froze--the shock of the scene, the yells and demands... He didn't have tape, and couldn't go for it, either. Too much contact with it would make him pass out and become useless.

Itsuki would have went to retrieve the gun had he'd known what one was--his home village, Minakami, was a painfully remote place, after all. Not knowing what else to do, he lunged at the ghostly hands holding onto Mello, hoping desperately that he could pry them back, pull them away, something, anything.

[worldsrunnerup]

The blond's glock 22 was resting on the table, just out of Mello's reach. It was taken apart, slide resting separately, magazine empty, since Mello had been cleaning it before being attacked. The hands were still clamped over his mouth as he tried to make some sort of noise indicating where the thing was.

Mello managed a nod in the general direction, hoping Itsuki would realize what he meant.

Sorry it's so late guys

[the_aurailia]

Seth had moved as soon as Matt had told him where the tape was, grabbing it from the bedroom and wrapping a glob of it around the barrel of his own gun before coming back into the room and tossing the roll to Matt.

In the same motion, he took aim at the ghost and let three shots go at the things body, the red tape around the barrel heating up as he fired. He hoped more than believed that the shots would do any damage, but at least they might stun the thing, or get it to let go.

s'all good (going out of order but whatevs)

[worldsrunnerup]

Mello managed to struggle free from the hands' covering his mouth. "The bullets! Hollow tipped, filled with tape. Use my gun!" He shouted. "It's the only way it'll work!"

[gamer_anon]

He hoped Seth could cover him, hoped that Itsuki would pry away any hands that reached for him--

No, that's not true. Matt didn't hope because he didn't think. As soon as Mello mentioned his gun, he was going for it, grabbing the pieces and putting them back together with the ease of someone who had a best friend in the mafia. The ghosts screams echoed through his head...can't have him? Mello was already his.

The redhead was pissed by the time the gun was reassembled and loaded. Matt looked for the ghost and took aim. Just like Duck Hunt.

[the_aurailia]

"Shoot that mother fucker!" Seth shouted, distracting a few of the ghosts hands now as they went for him as well.

[gamer_anon]

"Don't have to tell me twice." Matt muttered the words under his breath as he pulled the trigger. The sound of the shot echoes through the apartment, but Matt doesn't wince, doesn't budge from the spot that he's in.

[worldsrunnerup]

The hands disappeared. There was a horrible shriek as the ghost vanished like nails on glass but the hands were gone, and that was the important part. He rubbed his throat and pulled himself into a sitting position.

"Jesus Christ," he muttered, examining the wound on his hip.