Cruel Demons Fate

No more!

It seemed like hours passed when I woke up. I slowly opened my eyes. Cartman wasn't in the room anymore as far from I could tell. There was a strong stench that filled the room that wasn't there before. I slowly got up so I could see the room better. I puked at the sight of it.

Blood, pure blood covered the walls. One of the walls in particular read: Fear of the unknown clouds our hearts today.
The blood seemed only a few minutes old and was drifting off the walls onto the bed. I jumped off the bed trying to avoid it. Though I was unsuccessful and a puddle of blood splattered onto my coat.

I ran out of the room in disgust. I closed the door behind me and turned to see the hallway had changed as well. The walls were still red but hard to see since it had become so much darker. The only things that were visible was a single light that kept flickering and blood messages that were everywhere.

"Cartman!" I yelled " Dude where are you?"

I didn't know why I was calling for him. I just needed someone. The sudden gallons of blood had scared me terribly and I needed company. I must have yelled for Cartman for about three minutes until someone put a hand on my shoulder.

"Dude, shut up I'm here."

Cartman looked annoyed at me but also seemed as if he had been crying. Out of plain fear I gave him a very tight hug. I was shivering from fear and Cartman, out of pity hugged me back. We pulled apart after a few seconds, and Cartman looked at me with surprising concern.

"Stan, did you have a nightmare?"

" I guess, well I saw so much..."

" What?" He asked

"Blood," I shuttered at the word.

Cartman raised an eyebrow, like he didn't believe me. He then looked me up and down and was shocked seeing the blood that stained my clothes. He peeked into the room I ran out of, but quickly shut it.

"There's seriously something fucked up here!" I stated

"Yeah, no shit," Cartman replied looking at the door.

I felt myself starting to panic. First that girl, now all this blood. Oh God. I had enough, I didn't want to explore anymore.

"We gotta get out of here, the sooner we're with our parents the better," I said without thinking

Cartman rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"Like, parents are all that good anyways, all they want is their own happiness couldn't care less about anything else."

I looked at him. What the hell was he talking about? Cartman may have gotten very annoyed at his mother but she was the only person he loved

"What did your mom do to you?" I asked

" She betrayed me that's what," he answered looking extremely angry.

"How?" I asked this sounded interesting.

" It's none of your God Damn business!" He yelled while trying not to cry " She betrayed me that's it okay, nothing more!"

I backed off and was about to ask him what we should do next, when all of sudden a flash of images ran through my mind. The images were vile, terrifying and unbearable to look at. They were a mix of dead bodies, the most horrible insects, more blood, intestines and the final image I saw before it was over was everyone I loved dead.