*Frank Iero’s POV*
I started pacing around the room, unable to think of anything to do. The door was locked and the only thing in the room was a broken TV screen, a few rows of very old plastic chairs and a wooden desk which was covered in dust. I had been awoken from a big ‘bang’ what I guessed to be half an hour ago and nothing had happened since. No noise, just dead silence. I nibbled on my lip ring furiously, trying to find a way to find out where I was. I checked my pockets again for a phone or anything, but nothing was there. It was like I had been stripped clean of anything I had on me after the concert. There weren’t any windows or vents in the ceiling, so trying to escape wasn’t an option.


Whilst I was walking around the room, I heard the door handle twist. I jumped.
‘Hello?’ I stammered. The door handle continued to turn until it made a ‘pop’ sound. After that it went back to silence. I cautiously made my way to the door and went to open it. The door swung open and revealed a dark hall way in front of me. I looked down it, but couldn’t see anything. There was one window at the very end of the hall that let the moon light sweep through it, letting me see doors on either side of the walls. Wait, it was night? It was noon by the time we had finished our concert. How long had I been out for?
‘Frank!’ someone said from behind me. I screamed and turned around, terrified. Gerard and Ray stood in front of me, Gerard with his hands up in the air.
‘It’s just us!’ he cried. I held my hand to my chest and sighed out of relief.
‘Fucking hell,’ I breathed. ‘You almost gave me a heart attack.’
‘Sorry, man.’ Gerard chuckled. I frowned at him before turning serious.
‘Where are we?’
‘No idea,’ Ray replied, scratching his head. ‘We woke up a little while ago and only just came out.’
‘Did you hear that big banging sound, too?’ I asked, remembering what woke me up.
‘Yeah.’ Gerard said. I sighed and looked around us. Nothing interesting showed up, apart from the staircase at the other end of the hall.
‘Any clue where that leads to?’ I questioned, pointing to the staircase. The other two turned around to look at it.
‘Nope,’ Replied Ray. He took a deep breath before turning back to Gerard and I. ‘Say, where’s Mikey? Was he in your room, Frank?’
‘No.’ I said in response, looking around for Mikey. Where was he?


‘Come on,’ Gerard announced after a while of silence. ‘We have to go and find my brother.’
Ray and I nodded before making our way carefully down the hall. We tried each of the door handles that we passed, but none of them had opened. We got to the last door on the left side of the hall and turned it. Unsurprisingly, it didn’t budge. I groaned.
‘Maybe he’s down the right side of the hall.’ I wondered. Ray and Gerard followed me as we hurried down to the right side. The staircase came into view.
‘You guys start trying these doors and I’ll go up there and see if there’s anything. The guys nodded and started trying to open the doors.
I made my way to the bottom of the stair case and looked up to see nothing but the pitch black entrance at the top. I shivered slightly. I took a deep breath in, and put my first foot onto a step. I exhaled loudly when nothing had happened. What did I expect to happen anyway? I laughed quietly to myself as I made my way up the stairs. I reached the fifth step when suddenly I felt a slight tug on my jeans. I looked down and realised I had just pulled on a clear piece of string. A large clicking noise started to the right of me and I glanced up, only just in time to see six large needles shoot themselves into my right arm. I screamed in agony and fell back down the stairs.
‘Fuck! FUCK!’ I yelled. I screamed at the needles that were imbedded deep in my arm. What the fuck is this? What the hell just happened?

Notes

Oh, no! Not Frankie!