(6)Running Around; Trying To Die

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White. A white, cracked ceiling. The one you were familiar with just a week ago, but you couldn't help but wish you woke up in that uncomfortable hospital bed you learned to love. Your job had fired you long ago, so you didn't have much to wake up to, anyways.
An angry sigh escaped your lungs and you forced yourself up. "Wakie, wakie, Y/n... It's time to get up," you mumbled to yourself, hugging your legs. "Blitzø said to live a little. You should do that." Your socked feet touched the carpeted floor, the cold air hitting your legs. You ran to the shower and quickly did you business.

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"Bucket list," you said to yourself, pulling out a long paper. You started it as a child, but the dreams quickly faded once your parents practically forced you to go to college and find a well paying job. "Number one. Pet a camel-... Wh-what is this...? Ugh, whatever." You walked to the computer, did a little research, and found yourself a camel.

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"Awww, now I see why I wanted to do this," you cooed, petting a massive camel.  There were children waiting in line, staring at you. Parents were wondering why you were at a children's petting zoo. A child walked up and growled at you.

"You'b been petting da carmel foreber!" Said the toddler. It was as if a demon possessed you in the moment. You glared at the kid, fire in your eyes.

"Wait your turn," you hissed. The kid squeaked and ran away.

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"WAHHHH!!" you screamed, coming close to hitting the water bellow... And then you stopped, and shot back up! Yes, bungee jumping.

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"AHHHhheEEEHAAA!" sang the lady on stage. You were listening to opera... And to be honest, you just wanted to go back to hell. You stood up in the middle of the show and left, hands deep inside your pockets. These past few days had been just checking things off your bucket list... But you didn't want to do it anymore. You wanted to go home... With Blitzø. You walked into a gas station, pulling out the last money you had to buy yourself one last bag of candy. A depressed sigh left you, and time seemed to go by slowly.

"That'll be 4 dollars... Ma'am..? Sir...?" The person behind the register told you. You rolled your eyes and put a 5 dollar bill on the table. "Ok..." You turned to look at a woman entering the store... With a mask on.

"Get down!" She screamed, pulling out a gun. A smile spread on your face... This seemed to catch the woman off guard.

"You know, there's a place you can go after you die, so don't be too upset when I do this," you laughed. The woman pointed her gun right at you.

"Get down o-or I shoot!" She screamed, a little freaked out by your behavior. Instead of getting down, you started to walk towards her. She shot, and it hit your arm... But you refused to react. "W-who are you?!" You smiled and jumped into her. She shot you in the heart, but you kept going.

"Y/n L/n," you smiled, forcing the gun into her mouth. You pulled the trigger, and it shot through her brain.

"Oh my god! Are you okay?" The cashier ran over to you and paused at the sight blood oozing from your chest. You coughed up more blood, feeling a light and heavy sensation wash over you.

"Tell the world my name," you gasped, trying to keep balance. "And leave candy at my grave ev-every Halloween." The cashier was confused, but they were too late to ask. You fell over, feeling like life was leaving you. "God, finally." Everything went black. The last thing you heard was the distant sounds of the police being called.

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Eyes fluttering open, you regained consciousness. At first you were going to scream in frustration because you thought you lived, but then you saw the red sky. "Holy shit, I'm finally dead!" You screamed out in victory. People gave you weird looks but you did hear a few claps and a very distant 'congrats' and 'good job'. As if something took over you, your legs forced you up and ran you towards the first thing you recognized. You had memorized the way to I.M.P headquarters using buildings and strange, out of place land formations. You were a lot faster than before. You could probably beat Blitzø in a race at this rate! "I see it!" you beamed, recognizing the familiar building coming into view. "So close!" You soon reached the building, and time seemed to slow. You slowly opened the door to see...

(N.I: Sorry this is crap! I want to finish a story for once in my life so I'm trying to speed it along a bit. Also, I wanted to invite you guys to my discord server.
https://discord.gg/BnAN7dxrp2

It's still being put together ❤️)

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