The Red Eyed Alpha - MewGulf

𝐒.𝐎.𝐒 // 𝐀𝐍... ©

Well, hello dear shokolets! I'm sorry that I cannot update for a while; you know, blackouts, modules, language, as well as dialect learning, and writer's block.

NO, I AM NOT calling for help. Don't panic! I am sorry, It is just the title of the story y'all.

Don't worry, I'm forcing myself to write over this stupid and annoying writer's block. I just need time.

Meanwhile, enjoy the cringey creepypasta that I had made back then —about three years ago, It's ugly— in obvious reference to the original one (the origin)

So... uh, enjoy?? I'll start updating when I can (about prolly after two weeks 'cause my friends have been sulking at how I don't chat with them anymore).

—thanks to my not-so really existing update schedule.

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S. O. S
-by Jade T.

　The footsteps drew closer; few pebbles flew to the side as sticks on the wet ground snapped. The already heavy rain grew heavier and noisier.

　Lightning struck on the nearby ground, a woman's very helpless yelp was to be heard. She ran faster and faster to get away from her murderer, Claire could see the future and She knew that She needed to survive.

　The girl tried to run quieter; trying to sprint her way out of the forest. She had hit branches on the trees, few bruises and wounds formed on her forehead. She couldn't do anything, the man was already finding his way closer to her. Her tears trickled down her cheeks. Claire just couldn't do anything but hold the painful moan that was on the tip of her tongue, due to her dragging her injured feet. She lifted her dress to move more briskly.

　The latter thought about all the things She could've done as her death was nearing. I just can't let him get near me, I have someone to save.

　And that person is her groom, kidnapped and drugged by the murderer's associates.

　She could see the light thru the trees and hope grew.

　There was a street on the other side of the forest; she could tell, there was a light, and It meant that a headlamp was lit near the road.

　Those nightmares that She was being chased, was not minded, Claire didn't think much about It. It was just a nightmare, right? But, now that She knew the dreams were warning her, and She didn't pay head, It was now coming through, and She did not know what to do.

　She got out of the forest successfully, She cried tears of joy as She ran on the other side of the road, but then a car hit her. A scream escaped her mouth; the bone on her leg fractured, a bump formed under her skin.

　Her killer heard her and ran in the direction of the loud sound of anguish. She was frustrated and mad. She needs to get out of there and save her beloved —soon husband.

　A hammer mercilessly pierced her chest; a deafening death screech of her is to be heard.

　"You'll never escape me." A dark voice muttered as She was brutally murdered on the street. She could not save him. The last thing She saw was her killer, on the other side of the road; escaping scot-free as a truck ran over her broken and almost lifeless body in her pool of blood.

　Rumors say, that the poor lady could be seen until this very day; still on her wedding dress, as drivers passed down the street where her soul left her body.

　To those who don't stop for her and call the police; to help her find her killer and save her husband that She never saw again, the person's loved ones will die a horrible death. And they, themselves, will witness their demise. No mercy was shown to her, and mercilessly she'll be for the people who don't stop and see.

　No one knows If her lover was alive or not. That's the only reason why She's still here on Earth.

　So, when you see the bride, walking on the street in her torn wedding dress —stained with her blood— always stop, or you will feel her wrath.

　When She appears, call S.O.S.