All characters, places, and events in Virtual Reality are fictional. Any similarities with real life people, places, and events is purely coincidental.
It was a day later after Dan had rescued Clemenselmers and Aiden from crazy Derek. He was sitting at the door of his own house with Nia sitting beside him. Dan’s Audi was right in the driveway.
“I still can’t believe everything that happened yesterday was real….” Nia said in disbelief.
“At least we saved Clemenselmers and Aiden from that psychopath. That is the biggest thing that will ever happen in my life. Derek was so not seeing a woman hammer smashing his face coming at him.” Dan replied.
“Ha, you kicked his dumb ass good.” Nia replied ecstatically.
“Yeah.” Dan said, “I’m going to head to my room now. I’m starting to get cold.”
He then ran to his room and jumped onto his bed. He then sat up, pulled one of the dresser drawers open, took out a cigarette and a lighter, lit the cigarette, than put the lighter back without closing the drawer.
While puffing the cigarette Dan pulled out his phone and started texting Corey.
‘Hey Corey! You want to do some fun?’
Corey started typing and then said ‘Hell yeah man’.
‘Alright! Come to my house. Bring Haddie with you.’ Dan replied.
Corey reacted to that message with a thumbs up and said ‘On our way.’
Dan opened a music app on his phone, started playing Bat Country by Avenged Sevenfold and set the phone down on the dresser.
Dan walked up to the window and stared out waiting for Corey and Haddie to arrive.
By the time the song on Dan’s phone ended he saw a gray Lamborghini Aventador LP 780-4 Ultimae park in front of the house.
Dan picked up his phone and went back outside to where he saw Corey leaning against the front of the car and Haddie sitting in the passenger seat. Corey’s door was wide open.
“Woo-oo-oo! That is one hell of a ride you got there Corey!” Dan exclaimed.
“This baby can go at a top speed of 221 miles per hour! Lambos are the coolest cars.” Corey replied.
“I can’t wait to ride in that beauty there!” Dan said.
“Hate to burst your bubble but this is a two seater—” Haddie started.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’ll just sit in the middle.” Dan replied.
Dan got into the Lambo and sat in-between Corey and Haddie’s seat.
“That does not look comfortable.” Haddie said.
“Eh, I’m fine.” Dan replied in a squeaky voice.
“You sure?” Haddie barked, “You sound like you’re about to spontaneously combust.”
“I’m fine!” Dan barked in the same squeaky voice.
Corey got into the drivers seat of the Lambo, closed the door, buckled his seatbelt, and turned the radio on to a station that was playing Dragula by Rob Zombie.
“I really don’t think what your doing is safe Dan.” Haddie said.
“I’ll be okay Haddie. I swear.” Dan barked.
“Alright. But if you get sent flying through the window at high speeds you will have to pay for damages if you survive that.” Haddie barked back.
“Oh my god. Haddie just let him have fun. He knows the risks. Shit. No one lives forever which is why you need some excitement in life.” Corey barked. “You can get excitement from things that aren’t dangerous.” Haddie replied.
“If you believe in The Final Destination Effect literally everything can be dangerous.” Corey said.
“Final Destination is a horror movie. It’s not real. Neither is the effect.” Haddie stated.
Corey started driving the car down the road at 60 MPH.
“I can prove that the effect isn’t real.” Haddie barked.
She grabbed the steering wheel and steered the Lambo off-road, kicked the acceleration pedal that Corey was already pushing down, slammed the break which sent Dan flying into the window smashing it, and grabbed Dan’s leg to pull him back inside while he was mid-air.
Corey then got back in control of the Lambo and took it back on road.
“Jesus fucking Christ’s shit!” Dan yelled.
There was a shard of glass from the window stuck in his head causing a lot of bleeding.
“Going by The Final Destination Effect, since Corey was seat-belted and I saved Dan, I’d be the first of the three of us to die and it’ll happen soon according to the effect. Watch as I don’t die for many years. And yes I’ll pay for the window damages.” Haddie barked.
“Okay you didn’t have to attempt to kill us.” Corey barked.
“I wouldn’t do something to kill anyone, I make sure that things I do won’t go wrong.” Haddie replied.
The radio started playing BRING EM DOWN by Lostprophets.
“You could’ve done something less jarring than that!” Corey barked.
Dan nodded.
“Corey can we get like a couple of shots of vodka at a nearby bar? What I want to do is going to require me to be pretty drunk.” Dan said.
“Alright I can do that.” Corey replied.
“Alcohol is bad for you.” Haddie barked.
“Don’t care.” Dan barked back.
“There should be a bar about a few miles away.” Corey said.
“Hell yeah! If they have a karaoke machine I’m doing Dream Theater!” Dan said ecstatically.
“Let’s see how many people can endure a forty minute long song!” Corey snickered.
About a minute later Corey parked the Lambo in front of a brick-walled bar.
“You have an ID ready? There’s a bald guy wearing a suit and sunglasses right at the door.” Corey stated.
Dan pulled out an drivers license.
“Okay good.” Corey said while pulling out his drivers license.
“I’ll stay here.” Haddie barked.
“You do you. I’m going to get absolutely wasted. I’m going to wipe the blood off of my face.” Dan replied.
Dan pulled out a shard of glass that was stuck in his head and used the jacket Corey had gave him a few days ago to wipe the blood off.
Corey opened the drivers door and he and Dan got out.
They both walked up to the bald man in the suit and sunglasses presenting their drivers licenses.
“Go on in.” The man said in a gruff voice.
Dan and Corey then went inside the bar. There was barely any light inside but there was enough to see. The inside walls were painted black, there were a bunch of soft chairs scattered around a bunch of small clothed tables, a bar counter with bar stools, a wall with tons of different liquors, and a karaoke machine. There was five people in the bar including Dan and Corey. Digby and Sherry were sitting at one table, and Clemenselmers was tending the bar.
“Damn this is a small town. If we just randomly stumbled upon Digby and Sherry.” Corey said.
“Clemenselmers too.” Dan replied.
“Yo Digs, did Dev replace your truck yet?” Corey barked.
Digby and Sherry quickly turned to look at Corey with startled faces.
“If you count a motorcycle as a replacement, yes.” Digby replied, “When did you know about this place existing?”
“Dan wanted to get hella drunk so we came to the nearest bar which was this one.” Corey replied back.
Dan walked up to the bar counter, leaned against it with his right elbow, and said, “How are things today?”
“Still have what happened yesterday stuck in my head but I’m doing a bit better.” Clems replied, “I can’t thank you, Nia, Digby, and Devin enough. I probably would’ve been dead if you all didn’t help.”
“Hey, I’m glad I rescued you from that asshole. I’d do anything to make sure that all good people are safe with what limited time I have in this reality.” Dan replied.
“You sound like a time traveler saying that.” Corey said.
“Time traveler? Nah. More like someone who looks beyond the fabrics of reality and wants to bend it.” Dan replied.
Dan looked at the karaoke machine and queried “Does that thing work?”
“Yes it does.” Clems replied.
“Alrighty! Who’s up for some karaoke once I’m drunk?” Dan shouted while looking towards everyone behind him.
“Karaoke sounds fun.” Sherry replied.
Digby nodded.
“What songs should we do? Let’s all pick a song each. I’ll let Clemenselmers pick a song first, then Digby, then Sherry, then me, then Corey.” Dan said.
“Helena by My Chemical Romance.”
“In the End by Linkin Park.”
“The Emptiness Machine also by Linkin Park.”
“Priests of Sodom by Cannibal Corpse.”
“Shri Ram Charit Manas by Jagadeesh Pillai.”
“Alrighty we got our songs picked. Corey input them into the karaoke machine.” Dan shouted.
“Dan question. Do we need to do death growls for the Cannibal Corpse song and is that song a good idea in the first place? Their stuff is pretty brutal.” Sherry queried.
“No you don’t need to do death growls. I picked that song for Corey to do. Priests of Sodom is one of the lesser fucked up songs. If you want I could swap it out for Shredded Humans which is ten times brutal.” Dan replied.
“Cannibal Corpse’s discography is cool but I’ll pass on the swap when Clems is here.” Sherry replied.
“Alrighty.” Dan replied “Are we all ready? Nod your head if your ready.”
Everyone in the room nodded.
* * * * *
Forty minutes later Haddie was sitting with her seatbelt off and her feet on Corey’s Lamborghini dashboard. She had the car radio turned on.
“You are currently tuned in to Key 108.5 FM stay tuned for Rob to bring you the current local news and then rock out to some more rock and metal bangers. Rob take the mic.” said a radio host.
“Thank you Billy. Today’s news headliner now. The country of Sheepfuckerlandia formerly the US has surrendered all of it’s territories over to Canadian prime minister Amélie Éthique due to threats of an unwinnable war where most of the world’s countries have said would side with Canada. Prime minister Éthique and the senate are working to reform how Sheepfuckerlandia is run. All island territories have been renamed to The Canadian Islands while the main land will be split into two provinces. The east side will be called Maine and the west side California. Everyone who worked for the Suck Sheeps’s Feet or Die Party to bring about inhumane laws has been incarcerated. Any previously passed inhumane laws will be removed and punishments will be sent out to anyone enforcing those inhumane laws. Anyone who was targeted by those laws will be released and compensated. In more news Larry Dirk a random nobody who's friends with the president was shot dead at Liberty Mall in Durango Colorado as he was saying children should be shot to protect the now defunct so called Second Amendment where people are allowed to freely own guns. Talk about karma. Thanks to US gun amendments being gone people are far safer since Canada takes gun violence seriously.”
“There goes those wackos. That’s good.” Haddie mumbled.
She looked to the front of the bar.
“What is taking so long for them two to get back in here.” Haddie barked.
She looked at the car dashboard.
“I’m just going to get myself lunch.” Haddie said as she started driving away.
* * * * *
Inside the bar Corey, Sherry, and Digby were at the karaoke machine while the song Corey picked played. Dan was at the bar counter where Clemenselmers was behind.
Dan looked at Clemenselmers and said, “Can I order a whole ass bottle of vodka?”
“Five dollars.” they replied.
Dan pulled out a one thousand dollar note from his pocket and handed it to Clemenselmers.
“Are you sure you want to use this? There isn’t enough money here to return the extra nine hundred and ninety five dollars.” Clemenselmers said.
“Keep the extra! I have plenty more where that comes from.” Dan replied.
“Alright.” Clemenselmers replied while handing Dan a bottle of vodka.
Dan took the bottle of vodka and started guzzling it down.
“Corey, how long is this song you picked? I swear we’ve been doing this song for about forty minutes.” Sherry queried.
Corey smirked and replied “One hundred and thirty eight hours.”
“You got to be shitting me.” Digby barked.
“Nope!” Corey said while still smirking.
“We’re not doing a six day long song, man.” Digby barked.
“Alright! I’ll add Dream Theater’s full discography too.” Corey replied sarcastically.
“Ah yeah also add the entire Metallica catalogue on top of that.” Dan joked.
“You both are crazy.” Digby barked.
“Yeah haha.” Dan laughed.
“I’m going to check on Haddie real quick.” Corey said as he walked to the door and opened it.
“Alrighty!” Dan replied.
Digby turned off the karaoke machine.
“Haddie?” Corey yelled, “Haddie! Where the hell are you?”
Dan walked to stand beside Corey and then burped loudly.
Haddie was no where in sight.
“Shit….” Corey muttered.
“Where’d she go?” Dan queried.
Corey shrugged.
Suddenly Corey’s gray Lamborghini pulled up right in front of Dan and Corey. Haddie was at the wheel.
Corey opened the drivers door and saw three packages of taco takeout orders in the car.
“Okay, I’ll gladly stuff my face with tacos instead of get mad at you for driving off with my car.” Corey barked.
Dan burped loudly and said, “I’ll take a taco takeout too. I think I’m also drunk enough for what I want to do next.”
Corey set one takeout package on Haddie’s lap and picked up the other two while Dan got into the car as Haddie slipped into the passenger seat. Corey got into the car, set one takeout order on Dan’s lap, and the other on the car dashboard.
“Corey can we go to the Qifjér office? I left something important there.” Dan queried.
“Sure thing.” Corey replied.
Dan opened his takeout box and took a large bite out of a cheesy taco.
“This is the good shit.” Dan said through a mouthful of taco.
Dan leaned towards the car dashboard to turn on the car radio. Lost by Linkin Park started playing. Dan then put the rest of his taco in his takeout box and started singing along to the radio.
After a few minutes Corey parked in front of the Qifjér building.
“Nice, now we go inside.” Dan said.
“You got to be joking. That’s basically breaking and entering.” Haddie barked.
“Relax. It’s Sunday. People don’t work on Sundays here.” Corey replied.
“Nuh uh. I’m not trespassing.” Haddie barked.
“Look, I’ll make it worth it. I’ll let you choose what stuff we do tonight.” Corey said.
“Fine. But only this once.” Haddie sighed, “I hope to see you in that latex suit ready to leash and gag me tonight.”
“Oh hey fellow person who likes to be consensually gagged.” Dan muttered.
Corey opened the drivers seat door and stepped out. Dan followed suit.
As Haddie opened her door and got out Dan said, “This should hopefully be an in and out. I just need to grab my notebook from the private restroom inside.”
“What do you mean by private?” Haddie queried.
“No cameras. Camera’s were installed in the other ones because people were spending a lot of time in them drinking and smoking weed and Mr. Arse didn’t like it.” Dan replied.
“Okay what the hell man. No one needs to pull a Duzzerd Gaming or a Onepence for having a smoke break.” Corey barked.
“Floor 19 bathroom is not bugged.” Dan said.
“Okay that’s the one everyone uses.” Corey replied.
“If the bathrooms have cameras wouldn’t that mean the whole building will have cameras?” Haddie queried.
“Nah. If they did, they would have fired me a long time ago. I’d probably be dead if there was cameras in Mr. Arse’s office. There was one time I tossed his desk out the window before anyone arrived, another where I was running around his office naked, and there was a third where I slipped sleeping powder in his ginger ale.” Dan replied.
“So you are the reason we got days off two weeks in a row. Thank you man.” Corey chuckled, “It takes balls — no pun intended — to do all of that.”
“No problem, haha.” Dan replied with a smirk, “I’ll take the lead for going through the building. I know every nook and cranny of this place off the back of my hand.”
Dan crouched down and Corey and Haddie also crouched down. They all slowly crouch walked to the front of the building. Dan opened the front door a tiny sliver and peaked inside.
He looked towards Corey and Haddie and made a follow me hand gesture. The three friends went inside. The attendance room looked the same as it was when Dan last came here. The only difference was that the lights were off.
“Stairs.” Dan whispered.
Corey gave a thumbs up and they all started quietly crouch walking up the stairs until they reached Floor 19. Once they reached the 19th floor Dan opened the first door to the left and snuck inside with Corey and Haddie following behind.
“Haddie close the door.” Dan whispered.
Haddie softly closed the door.
The three of them were in a small bathroom with one sink, white walls, dirty tiles, and three green bathroom stalls.
Dan opened the middle stall’s door and sat down on his legs in front of the toilet. He lifted a loose tile revealing a hollow spot in the floor containing a notebook. He tossed the notebook to Haddie who caught it.
“Got to give that to Nia.” Dan said.
He than started to stick his arm down the toilet.
Corey started gagging at what he was watching.
“Ew! What the fuck? That’s gross.” Haddie barked.
“Tell me about it.” Corey gagged.
Dan pulled his arm out of the toilet. He had pulled out a small rusted rectangular plate with ‘666KEY82720009232024’ engraved on it.
“What is that?” Haddie queried, “And why was that in the toilet?”
“Something in case of an emergency which I hope won’t happen. I wanted to make sure that no one steals it. I also got to give that to Nia.” Dan replied.
“That is extremely vague. That also definitely works to prevent it being stolen.” Corey stated.
“Why does that have today’s date engraved on it?” Haddie queried.
“I’d remember to retrieve it today if it had the date on it.” Dan replied.
Dan put the tile back and closed the stall door.
“Okay we’re safe to head out. Let’s take the fire escape on top floor.” Dan said.
Haddie and Corey nodded while Dan opened the bathroom door.
Standing in the doorway was Mr. Arse with an angry expression on his face.
“Oh come on.” Dan barked.
Mr. Arse grabbed Dan by the neck and held him up a foot in the air.
Corey slammed the middle stall door open, grabbed the loose tile, and held it up in the air.
“Put him down, chubs!” Corey yelled.
Mr. Arse then started slamming Dan into the wall repeatedly.
Corey ran up to Mr. Arse and slammed the tile on Mr. Arse’s side. The tile ended up splitting in half.
Dan used the arm he had the rusted metal plate and slashed Mr. Arse’s neck with it resulting in Dan being let go and fall on his back while Mr. Arse’s neck spurted a spray of blood. After a few seconds Mr. Arse fell to the ground backwards and Dan stood back up.
“I did not want to do that but you left me no choice.” Dan gasped.
“Oh god please tell me he’s not dead. I don’t want to be charged for being an accomplice to murder.” Haddie barked.
“Relax, Haddie. He was trying to strangle me to death. What I did was self-defense. Besides…” Dan replied.
He pulled out a lighter and clicked it making a tiny flame appear from it.
“We can burn the motherfucking place to the ground! When it’s burned there’ll be no evidence of us being here. Plus there’s no one else around for miles. No one would know the place burned down until the morning.” Dan continued, “All you two would have to do is show up in the morning and act like you have no idea what happened. Easy stuff.”
They all stepped past Mr. Arse’s body and went to the top floor and stepped out onto the fire escape. Dan clicked the lighter then threw it to the other side of the building starting a small fire.
“Should allow us about ten minutes to stay up here and enjoy the view for the last time.” Dan said.