Karl knew something was wrong when Sapnap never showed up.
He waited an hour before he went into a state of panic.
He was scared. He was so so scared. He knew he should've went up to Fundys house. He should've called someone.
But there wasn't anything he would do now, except for one thing.
He was going to Fundys house.
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Fundy got up from the floor.
He just got done strangling Sapnap.
And he was tired. It took a lot of energy to strangle someone.
He pushed his body in the corner and went upstairs. He took off his bloody clothes and put them in the washer. He then took a shower and got on brand new clothes.
He went into the dining room and took Sapnaps untouched plate and threw the food in the garbage.
He then sat down to watch tv. It had been a long day for him.
He was watching some PBS kids, when there was a knock at the door.
Who could it be?
Fundy got up and went toy the door and opened it.
Karl was standing there.
"Shit.." Fundy thought. " Iforgot about Karl.."
He decided to try and play it off. "Heyyy Karl! I wasn't expecting any visitors!" Fundy spoke with a hint of nervousness in his voice.
Karl gave him a death stare. "I know what you did."
Fundy started to sweat. "I just have to play it off.." he thought.
"Whadda meann? I haven't done anything!" Fundy put his hands up jokingly.
"Dream.. Purpled.. Ranboo.. Tubbo.. Sapnap.." Karl said with malice. "I know what you did. And I'm going to tell the whole SMP."
Sweat dripped off Fundys face as he stared at Karl. "You wouldn't dare.." he threatened.
"Oh, but I would." Karl dared, "But there is something you can do that will make me not." He said.
Fundys ears perked up. "And what is that something?" Fundy asked.
"All you have to do.. is admit that you killed them. All of them. Dream, Purpled, Tubbo, Sapnap. Just admit it and I won't tell them." Karl proposed.
Fundy laughed. "That's it!? That's so easy! Yes I killed them! I killed all of them!" He laughed more.
"But, yknow what's even funnier, Karl?" Fundy asked, his voice dropping. "You're next."
Before Karl could think his legs were on it. They carried him away, and fast.
He thanked his gym teacher for being hard on him to do cardio exercise as he really needed it at this moment.
He gained control of his breathing and started to run faster.
His right foot hit the ground as he recited his teachers voice.
"When your right foot hits the ground, breathe in."
His left hit the ground even harder.
"When your left hits the ground, breathe out."
Just follow her words.
"Repeat after me. When the right hits the ground, act like you've been hit in the stomach, a big, huge breath in."
Right hit the ground.
He breathed in.
"And when your left hits the ground, act like you just passed a final. A big long exhale."
He breathed out as his left foot hit the ground.
"But don't forget! To be able to keep pace and not get tired, breath in through your nose and out through your mouth."
He breathed hard, focusing.
Right.
"Breathe in."
Left.
"Breathe out."
Right.
"In."
Left.
"Out."
Right.
"In."
Left.
"Out."
Right.
"In."
Left.
"Out."
(Hey this is actually a really good tip, and it works! Try it out if you ever have to run, it prevents your side from getting that terrible pain and it keeps you energized!)
Karl looked behind him, Fundy was gone.
Oh thank god. He got away.
He was still quite freaked out though, but he had more important things to do.
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