It was a boring rainy day and many of the killers decided to stay in their rooms.
Sally had no one to play with and she and her teddy were sad.
She looked around at the many bored looking killers hopefully.
Maybe she could get everyone to play a game with her, games she had seen on youtube when she had 'borowed' BEN's laptop.
"I want to play!" Sally said to nobody in particular.
Slender tensed up and quickly left the room with a lame excuse that he had work to do in his office.
That left the five other killers and her.
"I want to play a game with all of you," Sally began, closing the door so nobody could get out. "Let's play...the knive game!"
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"I have all my fingers, the knive goes chop, chop, chop. If I miss the spaces in between, my fingers will come off..." L.J sang as he tapped one of Jeff's knives in between every gap of his long, claw-like fingers.
Soon, he had quickened the speed and his middle finger had been carelessly cut off.
The clown began to scream in pain.
Jeff merely laughed while the others looked at eachother, not knowing what to do.
Soon, Dr.Smile rushed in and took a tight hold of L.J's hand that missed a finger.
He chuckled. "It looks like you won't so rudely be pulling that finger out at me anymore!"
L.J cackled through his cries of pain.
"I still have the other middle finger. On the other hand, I can't control what it does, my middle finger merely gets a boner when it sees someone it doesn't like, see?" He held out his other hand to show him flipping the doctor off.
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"Alright! Now I want to play some Russian Roulette!" Sally clapped her hands together.
The other four looked at her uncertainly. Either she was trying to kill them or was on a high level of boredom, they had no time to find out.
"I'll let you spin the gun!" Sally smiled at Masky.
With a gulp, he spun the gun.
Round and round it went until it landed on Hoody
The trigger clicked, yet nothing came out.
He sighed and put the gun back down.
The gun spun around the table again. Each killer staring at it with a silent hope that it wouldn't be them.
"Oh, fuck me!" BEN muttered as the gun stopped at him.
"Go on, Benny boy, be the man!" Jeff teased.
BEN hesitantly pulled the trigger.
...bang!
He flopped sideways on the floor, but surprisingly, no blood was spilt.
Sally laughed cheerfully. "Oh, he'll be fine! Now, who's next?"
