as the sun goes down and the beer goes dry. Chris tells me vary dirty jokes we laughed so hard the walls were vibrating and the paint chips on the ceiling showered upond us.
who would want to hear about old man winters butt fucking Santa Claus with a candy Cain? after a couple laughs and farts.
we heard laud sirens sounding and what was really freaky, I saw the walls and ceiling turning blood red I said to my self what the Fuck is in this beer? Chris saw it to! we also heard moans all around us it was real nightmarish I looked up and saw lots of arms coming down from the ceiling trying to grab at us. one arm grabbed Chris by the neck I started to panic so I ran in the kitchen to find a sharp knife. I heard Chris in the living room gasping for air trying to tell me to hurry. so I found a ax under the sink wich was kind of weird but I had no time to bitch about that so I just ran to the living room to free my friend. as I started to swing the ax black blood splattered all over the place then poured on my friend it was so smelly and disgusting no words can describe how it smelled kind of like a morgue that lost its refrigeration for a whole week . a waterfall of vomit streamed from his mouth.
the smell was so strong it reacted like cloraphorm then we both past out .
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silent hill
Fanfictionthis story is about too friend's fighting for there lives in the dark shadows of silent hill.
