❇Anon Demon❇

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  ~{{E-it's here- noting ta say- ReAd PeOpLeZ}}~
  

                   ____Chapter 2____

  It's been two days since the last letter, and for some reason I was somewhat disappointed, yet relieved to have no more disturbances throughout my day. I had just woken up, and my radio on my dresser turned on. It's not able to turn on unless I commanded it to, so I was rather confused. A loud shrieking followed by sinister laughter came through; before a voice spoke.

   "Hellooooo sinners! It's been far too long since I've had this much fun! You should expect ta be see'in a Lot more o' me!.... I know there's a few... 'Old Fashioned' people down 'ere. So I'm on da Radio now too! Classy eh?" -A crack followed by screaming, could be heard in the background.- "Gotta keep all a' ya up-ta-date wit' me right?" there was a loud thump before the voice continued. "Names not important at the moment. But ya can call me 'Anon'!~" -the familiar sound of flesh tearing followed by a blood curtailing scream, sounded through the speaker.- "I gots a few places ta visit. An' Anyone who gets in my way, I gonna have a lil' one on one conversation wit me. Gotta get rid o'the Man ones out der' right? I'll be seein a certain few people Reeeeaal soon. 'Specially a certain Strawberry Deer. Expect me soon ya hear? Tata!~"

   The sound of static filled my room. But the only thing I could hear was his voice. What he said; 'Anon', like the letter.... 'Strawberry Deer' like what the first letter addressed me as. Could this mystery broadcaster be the source of the letters? I finally snapped out of my daze to stop the rather loud radio static, that hasn't ceased since the short broadcast had finished.

    After that I too many thoughts consumed me, and I cried... I cried for awhile...
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Al: You said you WOULDN'T make me cry!

R*¶|π*: I changed my mind.

Al: remind me again why I'm doing this?...

R*¶|π*: Because you like my Cabalistic Wine. Now shut up and deal with it.

Al: I can make it myself....

R*¶|π*: No you can't- every caniball and drinker in hell has tried.

Al: I'll be taking my leave....

       ~{{Sorry it's so Short- I didnt wanna leave this story hanging for so long- hope ya don't mind-T 😅}}~

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