ZALGO: LORD OF CHAOS

Chapter 2: He Comes

Nolan had gotten up and gotten dressed and had went downstairs to get breakfast and so he did.

"So I heard you screaming, is everything okay Nolan?" Annabelle had asked.

"Yeah I'm fine just a nightmare I had really fucked up one now you ask." Nolan replied back answering the question.

"So what do you plan on doing?" Annabelle asked Nolan who got up to get coffee with cream and sugar and sat down and drank.

"Hmm figured I'd visit Chase, check up on him he's been acting oddly distant since his mother's death." Nolan had said.

"Well he's depressed what do you expect?" Annabelle asked.

"For three weeks Annabelle?" Nolan asked back.

"Don't you think that's a little bit odd?" Nolan asked again.

Annabelle looked off to the side and then nodded confirming that Nolan had made a fair point, after he wasn't wrong though it was a little bit odd really the last time Nolan had seen Chase anywhere was when he walking home in the rain after his mom's funeral and has been acting distant more and more ever since.

This wasn't normal behavior especially for Chase.

Nolan hadn't heard from him in weeks.
Three weeks?

That might've been concerningly long for depression really.

But well you can never really be too sure when it comes to that.

(Meanwhile)
Nolan had gotten everything ready to go over Chase's house was like two blocks Nolan could probably walk if he needed it wouldn't take that long honestly, but the surely cruel feeling of doubt would come very much later in the day.

Nolan had walked and made his way over to Chase's house and when he got there he made his way to Chase's front door and had knocked.

Nothing.

Nolan had knocked again.

Nothing.

Knocked again.

Nothing.

Soon he went over and peered in one of the windows and the room inside was trashed and destroyed, black silmy tentacles all over the walls, ceiling, and floor.
Furniture was tossed and the TV screen on the TV had appeared to be broken as if it was beaten with a heavy blunt object or a fist of some sorts.

Grime and shit was smeered all over the walls.
Blood and puss as well.

Nolan couldn't see Chase anywhere in the room.

"Maybe he got out of the house finally?" Nolan had asked himself.

He went back over to the front door and knocked one more time to be sure.

Nothing.

As he was give up and turn away and head home, Nolan had heard footsteps coming in from inside the house and Nolan had heard Chase's voice on the other end.

"Who is it?" Chase had asked.

"Chase, it's me Nolan!" Nolan had replied.

A moment of silence was the infamous pausing moment.

"Nolan, I don't wanna talk go away." Chase had said calmly and had locked the door.

Nothing else was heard other than something mumbled under Chase's breath but Nolan couldn't make it out through 3 inch thick wood door.

Nolan had then gave up and left.

(Meanwhile)
Chase had made his way passing through all the damage in his house and went down into the basement as he heard a voice calling to him.
"Chhhaaassse come to me!!!"
A familiar demonic voice had spoken from the shadows from the basement.

Chase had went down into the basement and to be greeted with a large hole in the wall, black liquid oozed out of it and was heard.

"I need more bodies Chase, soon you can be reunited with your mother!!!" The voice had replied.

Then it asked.
"Do we agree?"

A black hand reached out and then an arm came fully out of the shadows and gleeming red eyes had appeared.

Chase reached out and grabbed the demonic hand and they shook placing the deal.

"So what do I call you?" Chase had asked.

"I am called many, many, many, names my child, but there had always been one name that I have always been reffered to as my dear child." The demonic voice within the walls had replied.

"And that is?" Chase had asked.

"Well for instance, I'm reffered to as He Who Waits Behind The Walls, The Nezperdian Hivemind, The One With The Seven Mouths, He Who Holds The Dead Star and The Dark Candle, The Eldritch Being, but I always been called one name that I'm well known as to be called." The demonic voice replied.

"And the name is?" Chase replied.

"I. Am. Zalgo!" The demonic voice had replied back.

"Now go fetch me flesh child!!!" The demon replied with.

"Yes, I won't fail you." Chase had said.

Now Chase had turned around and went back upstairs to retrieve what the demonic entity had requested, as he did the demon within the walls had cackled it's sinister laugh.