The Cantipede Woods

The Four of Them

- —Cantipede Asylum— -
- — ??? am — -
- —Narrator's POV— -

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New Characters Description!!

There's.. a lot.
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Samantha laid on her bed, trying not to look weak in front of Scarlett. It had only been a day and she already got herself hurt. Scarlett was sitting in the corner with her blanket around her as always, and Samantha was slowly trying to roll over on her side. Samantha didn't get injured much, and when she did it wasn't bad. Therefor, she wasn't used to pain, and had a terrible pain tolerance.

Once she finally rolled over, she got an unsettling feeling of being watched. She was facing the wall, so whoever it was had just shown up. She shoved off the feeling, not wanting to roll over again.

She felt a very small hand fall on her head, as she flinched slightly. She was worried for a moment. But all of that worry went away when she heard Scarletts voice.

"Hey, Samantha..?" Scarlett kept her voice low

"Yeah?"

"What does the outside look like..?"

"What?"

"Like, is it hot outside..is it snowy, rainy, humid..?"

"Oh...Well, last time I was out there, it was snowing.. and there was a layer of ice over just about everything."

"Oh...So it's- winter?"

"Yeah..Why?"

"This season is my birthday...but- I don't know what day it is.."

"Oh, really?"

Samantha looked at Scarlett in wonder, as she sat up slowly.

"Does anyone here know what day it is?"

"No...Dexter keeps the date and time from us."

"Why..?"

"I don't know...ask him." Scarlett pointed at the hallway.

Samantha looked over, and saw Dexter fixing the bar that had been broken for a bit.

She sighed and got up, walking over to the bars. She approached him, but he didn't take any notice of it. He held his hand around the bar and bent it backwards, snapping it back. Samantha watched his movements as he checked to make sure the bolts weren't loose.

"De-"

Samantha was interrupted when a loud siren went off. Dexter stepped backwards and looked down the hallway. Samantha went to the edge and looked as well.

Standing there, was another "person". He was very slim and tall, and looked similar to Dexter. He had came from a staircase, that Samantha had never seen. She heard a small grunt from Dexter as he walked off in the other direction. There were more footsteps as the tall slim man ran after him. He had dark red holes for eyes, and looked angry. He basically had the same outfit as Dexter, but instead of it being black, it was blood red, and not as torn up. The red man stopped at the cell, and looked back at Scarlett. He smiled at her and then continued walking after Dexter.

Samantha looked at Scarlett, very confused.

"Who was that..?" Samantha looked down the hallway the best she could.

"That was Rexter.. He represents red..also known as Anger." Scarlett mumbled.
"Dexter isn't the only cryptid around here..he's just the one that hunts, and watches the younger victims."