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Here I am. In the middle of the woods. Being chased by the police. This was a 5 star GTA chasing. There were 2 helicopters, and if they were still in the cars than there would be 5 cars. But I had ran into the woods in hopes that they wouldn't follow here. There are rumors in this town that there are strange creatures living out here that prey on humans. I had also heard that the police were very superstitious. A tank crashed infront of me and I fall on my rear end. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" I yell.
I scramble back up to my feet and run to the east. Once started running I run into something. An oof escapes my lips as I look down at what seems to be a desk. I stand back up and I am automatically pushed into a chair. The chair is red with a black trim and dark oak wood. The red fabric is soft and very comfortable. I look up from the chair I am sitting in to see a very tall man in a suit. He has no facial features to look over.
' You were being chace by the police and military.. why?" He questions me. My eyes grow wide. -Holy shit he can talk!- I think to myself. ' Yes I can speak.. now why were they chasing you?.' He asks again. I smirk and say, " Oh you know kill here a kill there." A smile spreads across my face, "And I may have stolen many organs from many people."
The odd looking man hums and stands. ' so your a cannibal then?' He asks. I shake my head. " I got em for my dog, Bears." I say looking down at the ground. " I stopped grabbing em when she died though." I say quietly. He hums again nodding. 'Ok child' he begins, ' The house we are standing in right now is full of killers, demons, and psychos I am looking for someone like you to join us."
I tilt my head. "Are you asking if I wanna work for you?" I ask. He nods. I shrug. " Sure I ain't got nothin better to do." I say. He chuckles. I look up at him and smile. " I'll beat you downstairs." I stay taking off through the door and jump down a few flight of stairs. Once down the last flight I see him standing infromt of a tan couch. " aaaww what the hell." He chuckles again. "Hahaha." I laugh sarcastically while rolling my eyes. I walk over to him and get tripped. My eyes are wide after I catch myself I turn to the culprit. A man wearing a white mask with black feminine features.
"Did you just fucking trip me?" I ask him anger laced in my voice. "Yea.. what you gonna do about it girly?" He asks. I break out laughing. " Me? Girly? Your the one wearing a God damn mask with black female features." I say still laughing. He pulls a gun out of his pocket and points it at my head. I stop laughing and pull my karombit out and hold it against his throat. And another at someone else's when he points a gun at me me as well. He is wearing a black ski mask with red stitched features. "You see thats a cool mask." I say with a smirk looking back and the female masked guy. I chuckle lightly "Are you gay?" I ask him.He lifts his gun and starts to swing at me.
That was until we were all then pulled upside-down by black tendrils. My knives fall to the ground and I struggle to pick them up again. The tendril brings me higher from the ground. "Aaaww come on!" I yell and then sigh. "Who's the chicK slendy?" I hear the gay guy ask."aaack let me have my damn knives!" I yell again. I see the two guys walk away. "Heeeeeeyyyyy thats no fair put me down too!" I complain. I hear him chuckle. "Dont laugh I want down you fucking spider!" He chuckles again ' That's a new name' he laughs. I groan. An idea pops in mind. I look up at him sadly. "P...please..p..put me d..down" I say forcing tears in my eyes. He chuckles again and throws me up in the air and catches me in mid-air. I gasp. He is now holding me by me waist.
"Well at least I'm not upside down anymore." I say with a sigh. "Heeeeeyy Slen- who's the girl?" I look over my shoulder to see another tall man. This one has a poka dotted tux and a top hat. He also actually has a mouth and eyes. " WHAT THE FUCK?!" I yell out, "IS HE A FUCKING CLOWN THATS COOL AS HELL" I lean towards the plain spider. " He your brother?" I ask him. I hear the clown and spider chuckle. "Are you a spider too?" I ask the clown looking back to him. He looks confused by my question. ' Shes asking if you have tendrils.' Mr. Spider asks. "Oooohh. Yes I do have tendrils." He says smiling. He let's out his black tendrils and spins. "Like them?" He asks. I nod. His smile widens.
