The paper bag boy and the girl waded through the icky muck to hide underneath the wooden pathway along the swamp. The Hunter burst out from the shed, shining his lantern over the water, searching for them. He wasn't going to simply let them go.
They waded out from their hiding place, staying next to the wooden path so the Hunter wouldn't notice them so easily. Pushing away sludge that was in their way. They ducked under a plank into a space below the wooden pathway. Two tree stumps stuck out of the water. The gap between them were directly within the Hunter's sight. The paper bag boy ducked under the sludgy water out of sight, swimming across to the other stump before surfacing.
The girl did the same. He ducked under the surface again swimming to a small bank in the water. The Hunter walked up further around the swamp. His lanter's yellow light shining over the mucky surface. The paperbag boy got out of the water onto the bank. A hollow tree trunk with a love heart scratched into the bark stood on an angle. The boy and the girl pushed the log over into the water. They quickly ducked behind the log ducking under the surface again and climbing a set of wooden panels to another ledge.
The Hunter had made his way around to where they were going. The two children dropped down from the ledge to a clearing in the trees. Some crows idly picked at some corpses. The Hunter walked a few paces away. The two crept their way along the grass. Spotting them, the crows squawked and flew away catching the Hunter's attention again. They quickly ran behind a box. The hunter shot it but it didn't shatter until the second bullet, forcing them to run. Taking cover behind another crate.
The girl ran ahead into the shed as the Hunter fired at the boy. He followed the girl, stumbling into the shed where she shut and latched the door shut. The Hunter banged against the door, It was slowly breaking apart. The paper bag boy spotted another shotgun up on the wall. The Hunter tore through the top of the door. Forcing his head through the hole.
The boy pulled the gun down and it clattered to the floor. The girl picked it up and aimed it at the hunter. The boy got back up and pulled the trigger. The bullet blasted straight through the bottom half of the door. The two were thrown back by the backlash. Their ears painfully wrung. The Hunter was no longer in the door. The two kids got up on their feet as their hearing slowly returned. The woods were finally quiet again.
They used the crate to reach the window and jumped out the other side. The Hunter was nowhere to be seen. The girl ran down a beach to the water where a broken door had washed ashore. They pushed the door into the water, crawling onto it. The wooden door floated across the calm water into the dense fog. The two sat quietly, the boy watched ahead while the girl pulled her cold knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around her icy skin...
"HAP!!"
I jumped with a start knocking my back against the metal bars that surrounded me. My legs trembled at the sight of her white socks and black mary janes. Her ruler slid off the top of the bars, I pulled my knees to my chest as she walked away. Her footsteps echoing in the room as she left me hanging off the ground. My fingers fidgeted with the hem of my beige cargo shorts. As I made myself as small as possible. I blinked.
'Who were they? Where are they?' I couldn't really tell how long I'd been asleep for, nor could I tell how many days I'd been trapped here. The woman was a crazy sadist. Her kids were even worse when they shook my cage like a bunch of rabid monkeys. I was lucky if they ever left me alone. But they wouldn't let me out either. Or they'd face consequences I wouldn't wish on anyone even if they weren't human. It was still cruel...
This chapter is slightly shorter than the others I know.
What do you think of this new character? Where are they?
Would you believe me if I said all of this happened within Jack's first little Nightmares II video?
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Little Nightmares: The Damned Child
FanfictionTime is out of order, warped and twisted from normality to terrors fed from our deepest fears. The journey Mono and Six must take is an never ending one. But could time be fixed by a child who can remember it all? Or will this child's fear of betray...