I like your accent. [TTW with room 3 & 5; TAG: Dimitry]

Dimitri woke up by a terribly loud knocking. At least in his ears. He moaned and felt the same headache again as usual. Obviously he had been moved again.... He opened his eyes and slowly sat up. He was back in his old room, Garrett still knocked out next to him. He sighed and massaged his forehead when he heard a voice from the other side of the wall. So one of the guys woke him up... Well, he had been knocked off for he didn't knowhow long, so it wouldn't hurt to get up and talk a little and his roommate wasn't able to. The ravenhaired stretched his muscles and went over to the wall, sitting down at it.
"Actually, we're back again. Both Garrett and I had been forced to take part in a deathgame, he's still knocked out and I just woke up.", he paused to let out a sigh, "It was terrible, a very young girl died from an electroshock-wristband all of us had gotten.", he explained and looked at his wrist. No band anymore. "Obviously the kidnapper aka murderer captured more people than we thought, we've been 10 people in there and none of my neighbors among them." He closed his eyes and tried to push away the memory of the girl's horrible death, but it was useless. The picture came back to his mind and wouldn't go away. The terrible smell of her body. He beat the back of his head against the wall for a few times.

Being a sensitive type of personality, Miguel's emotions rushed and churned inside him, making more and more questions flew through his mind, while he was listening to his "neigbour". First, he was really glad to hear Dimitry again. His voice, his accent and the manner of talking made him break into smile. He seemed like a nice guy, he would like to consider as a friend in real life. However, when Dimitry started to tell him about what happened to him and his roomate recently, his smile turned into a frown.

"Wait, what?.." he gasped and knitted his eyebrows in confusion, when he heard that they both - Dimitry and Garret - were NOT in that room and were dragged somewhere else to take part in some wicked kidnapper's "game". He didn't hear nothing suspicions for the last couple of days - and since thay CAN TALK THROUGH THE WALLS so easily it was really strange. There were no sounds of fight, no screams or scuffles of conflict. Than, it looked like, that the kidnapper probably somehow knocked them out with sleeping pills, or drugs, or maybe gas...

"Shit", he sweard almost inwardly, with his lips only, and looked around the bathroom, still listening to Dimi's report. Drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, when he heard about the girl, dying from electrification. "Dimitry," he said and turned his head towards the wall, willing to comfort the man behind it, "I can't belive that this kind of shit can even happen in real life... This is so sick..." He took a pause, thinking of how many people there were with Dimitry and Garret and that they all witnessed that poor girl's death, and then added, trying to distract his companion from the thoughts of the past event, that he definitly had right now: "..How are you doing there?"

"I know, I couldn't belive it either...still can't. It feels so unreal, like this is all a kind of joke with actors and cameras, but.... this girl actually died. She died. She wasn't an actor, no illusion. She was a person from flesh and blood and she dies in such a terrifying way..." He shook his head slowly. "How can anyone on this world enjoy such a thing?"
The Russian sighed. "I'm fine. At least physical. But can't get her out of my mind... If I ever make it outta here, I'll be a total ruin. But I doubt anyone of us will ever get out here..." There was no hope left from his point of view. They would all die in this place, sooner or later. He missed his little sister, he wished he had visited her more often....

"There must be an end to this madness," Miguel wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm and looked down on the grownd. He couldn't belive that he can soon be involved in this games too, no, it wasn't real. It couldn't happen to him. However, Dimitry seemed so stressed, so Miguel wished he could comfort him in person. For a moment he even forgot that he was also in the same fucking danger as him! "For those who have died, it is already past", he said and gave it a sigh, thinking about what it's like to be dead... or witness someone's death. The man rapidly looked out of the bathroom and glanced at his sleeping roomate, cheking if he wasn't awake or not. A little nervous chill ran through his back, when he thought that the one who would see dying in front of him could be Cale... Migeul shivered and pushed this thought away, getting back into the conversation. "Do... Do you have anyone out there... waiting for you?"

He was all on Miguel's side. This had to end. But Dimitri felt like he could do nothing about it at all, he was just a figure in a chess game. An deadly game. What a fitting comparison, he thought sarcastically and wondered if the kidnapping murderer actually had figures of them all and moved them on a board just like he wants to. If this was a movie, he probably did.
"Yeah... at least she's not caught in this madness anymore....but she was so young, she had he whole life yet to live."
Someone waiting for him... "I don't have an almost-fiancé like you do, not even a girlfriend or a crush or whatever. But I have a family. A small one, but... I really love them, my mother and sister are the only persons I care about. I haven't seen them in a long time now...I should've visited them more often.", he sighed, "But who am I to complain? Your girl must be outta her mind worrying about what happened to you." Would the murderer give their dead bodies back to their home...? The young man thought it would be better for his family to know that he was dead than to still have hope that he'd come back some day.

"Do you know what her name was?" Miguel asked him about the girl, who died in the game and gave a sad smile. "God bless your soul, child," he prayed inwardly, despite the fact the he actually was an atheist and didn't know any of actual ones prayers.

"I have a family in Boston too," he thought, but said out loud in his warm manner, trying to cheer his parthner's mood up: "Hey, don't give up already! Maybe you will see them soon, as we'll find a way to get out of this place!"

"Oh, she definitly is. She was my best friend and, actually, it was me who called her, my "almost-iancé"... we were just keeping in touch for a year, she is a very nice young lady, but I felt that she didn't want me to go... futher. So, the day I was kidnapped I wanted to gift her a golden ring... Just because." he rolled his eyes, feeling embarrassed. "Awkward, right?"

(occ: I think you can leave one more post here and we can end our thread then! Yaay ^ ^ thanks for playing with me, Meli <3)

He kept silent for a moment, thinking. "Hmm.... no. Someone asked for her name but noone answered. I think nobody of the others knew her....", he replied eventually.
"If you find a way out, let me know...." Dimitri himself didn't see any way out. He wanted to believe that there was one, really...but right now he just didn't see the possibility.
He smiled fatigued. "I see... It's a shame you didn't have the chance. It sounds like you two have a very deep bond with each other...", he said and looked at the florr above him. Some how he got the feeling that he was missing someone like this in his life. He had never been sad about being single, he loved it. But this place woke up feelings in him he didn't even know he had. He washed away those thoughts and sighed. "Well... I guess I'll try to go to sleep again and hope I won't have the worst nightmares... Goodnight, Miguel, and thanks for listening. We'll talk again!", he said and stood up.


(occ: alright val <3333 yes, I hope we can play more some time X333)