⚠️TW: MENTION OF SUICIDE⚠️
The torn scroll, only labelled with ancient Kanji letters, sat idly in the display case. It had served its purpose many centuries ago, and hadn't been read since. It's contents are unknown, as no one had ever dared read it, afraid of what fate may befall them...
"Sounds fun!" exclaimed Zeke. He almost tapped on the glass, as if he were looking at fish, if Yoshi had not stopped him. Zeke's explosive, outgoing personality was somewhat uncontrollable when he went outside. He resembled a Golden Retriever, with the yapping commonly found in chihuahuas. It's a strange mix, yet a mix in and of itself.
"What if I read it, hm?!" he yelled, in a very loud tone so anyone in the nearby vicinity could hear him clearly.
"Then you'd most likely kill all of his, you fucking goofball. And none of us want that... well maybe Eve does, but that's besides the point." Yoshi calmly stated. Yoshi was exactly the opposite of his namesake. He's a raging pervert, and was most likely hoping the scroll would summon an anime character to exert all of his perversions upon them. So, in short, he's not normal.
"I never explicitly said that I want that, Yoshi!" Eve screeched. She's the typical 'I wear black and have dyed purple hair, you should know about it' person. She doesn't necessarily fit the bill when you think about the rest of the friend group. Eve isn't normal either, despite the fact she strives to be the furthest from remotely normal.With the conversation ending, they walked past the exhibit, continuing their deep dive into their favourite culture. The Eastern world always astounded all of them, whether it was Anime, Manga, Music, Hentai? They all loved it to a certain degree. And so did the rest of the city, it would seem. The Museum was a far cry from empty, rather it was like a busy restaurant at rush hour. Yet instead of feeding on different meals they enjoy, they fed on knowledge of past battles and rulers.
"WOAH! LOOK AT THIS FUCKIN' SWORD!!" shouted Omar, at the top of his lungs while practically smushing his face against the glass. "ITS LIKE... REALLY COOL!!"
"No shit, dumbass, it's a katana. It's the sword Samurai's used in combat. Oh hey, there's a wakizashi! Hey Eve, maybe you should test it out... heh..." muttered Yoshi, while trying to seem like less of a dick. Too bad, he's still a huge dick and has to be compensating for something.While they further ventured into the exhibit, the comically late Nadine turns up, and looks at the scroll in awe. In her confusion while searching for her friends, she seemed to knock over the scroll's podium.
"OH SHIT?!" she yelled in a burst of confusion, as the scroll unfurled on the floor. While looking for her glasses, which conveniently fell off as she tumbled, she caught a glimpse of the text on the scroll. It lit up, as if it were a disco, and caused the room to shake..."WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"
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Bloodshed - 流血
HorrorIn the near future, a Museum holding an ancient scroll is home to a massacre due to one person's mistakes... Is it their fault? Or the Scroll's?