Chapter 38: Room 3

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Mike look at the words scribbled all over the card, all written in blood. Mike tried to read the chicken scratch making out the words "...Cannot help you... What does this mean?!" Mike tightened his grip on the card.

"Your never going to figure it out, kid" Mike turned towards the voice,  a man dressed in purple stared at him with the largest smile ripping his own skin.

Mike stepped back as the man pulled out the phone. "Never should have gotten rid of the Marionette" the man's smile grew even more making a tearing sound.  He drew back his head raising the phone, the static noise roared out and into Mikes ears, letting out a loud robotic screech Mike dashed away shouting for the Marionette.

"Where are you?!" Mike screamed stomping his feet against the ground as he searched for the Marionette. I can't believe I'm looking for that trash bag. Mike carried on running until the small black and white puppet caught his eye.

It was sitting on the ground,  Mike walked up to him but as he got closer he noticed it's head was ripped off.

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