"RUN! GET OUT!" Screamed a man with a dark brown beard and a yellow cap.
It was raining, torrential rain, not just a drizzle. It was also foggy. Very foggy. You could barely see a thing. It was also very dark. It was the middle of the night and a group of old fishermen decided to head out to sea. As they had been in the sea, a storm had started and swept their boat off coarse. There was about five of them that got on the boat, and only two came out. Alive, anyway. The wind and rain from the storm had moved the somewhere that they had no idea the location of, and they were completely lost and alone. Or so they thought. Something was in the water with them. Something. They didn't know what, but it was there. And it had tentacles. One of the mysterious tentacles quickly swiped up from the water and picked up one of the men on the boat. What happened to him is unknown. But he is definitely dead, probably drowned. Fortunately for the four left, there was a dock up ahead. They rowed there and rowed and rowed, but the storm was too much and whatever the ting in the water was had gripped its long, purple tentacles around the boat, and pulled it underwater. Taking a man with it. Three left. They had to swim. The rain was horrible and the water was freezing cold, but if they stayed there, the creature would have killed all of them. There was a ladder next to the dock and they all climbed up. The last man climbing up the ladder slipped and hit his head on the bottom ladder step. Blood dripped from his chin, onto the ladder and in the water. Despite the graphic details, he seemed to be okay, and was too focused on escaping to even think about his cut chin. They called for help but no one answered. They ran in every direction but aside from the water, they were blocked on all sides by crates and boxes. They were trapped. The man with the slit chin collapsed on the ground, probably due to shock, and bled on the concrete. There were two men left. One was wearing a yellow cap and had a dark brown beard. He told the other man too run, but no matter what, no parkour or climbing worked. They were literally trapped.
Suddenly, there was a splashing coming from the water behind them and they turned around in horror to reveal a beast so horrifying, they froze on the spot. They couldn't describe it. It looked like an eyeball with tentacles and a mouth with human like teeth.This has to be a dream.
In fact, it was a creature so horrifying, that their human brains could not comprehend it. It suddenly whipped out its tentacles and charged them at the men. Before they got hit, something happened in the floor. They went through it. And landed in... a field? It seemed so nostalgic there. Like they had been in the field so many times before. They were too shocked to admire anything though. They were in pure horror at what they had just seen. They both turned to a tree behind them and saw, just like before. A huge gazing eye staring back at them, inside of the tree.
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Everywhere At The End Of Time [in progress]
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