Chapter 8: Incoming Assistance

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It looked down and locked its two gray eyes with mine.

My breath quickened. And Ink was screeching in the background.

What is that- WHAT IS THAT-????

I couldn't move. The figure looked like a person, but it wasn't at the same time. Thick black liquid dripped down from their face, hands, shoulders...well, everywhere.

Meme wouldn't create this as a mob would he?

Meme was in control of making the SMP, so it meant all the mobs he added were also his responsibility.

Sssssssssssqqqqqueeeeeeeeeeak

The creature slid on the side of the window and made that disturbing sound again as it moved closer to me.

Come on come on, why can't I move?!

Frustrated that my legs aren't working in the way I wanted them to.

I need a weapon, if I don't do anything, I'm going to die.

The creature sluggishly stood back and started hitting itself against the window.

Thump.

Thump.

THUMP.

That got me moving. I managed to get up and went to the back of the medbay and looked through the chests and cabinets.
The closest weapon that I found was a surgery scissor, so I took it and held it out like a sword.
I wasn't the best at fighting but I think this will at least protect me from whatever that thing was.

SPLAT SQQqquuueellllchhh

I looked at the window and put on my best 'brave' face... which was me just being extremely terrified for some reason!

Ha!
...

Soon the creature stopped hitting itself against the window and darted its eyes around the place. Few minutes later, they slowly turned their head towards the medbay door.

Oh no, please don't.

I ducked under one of the medbay beds and blocked my ears to avoid the screeching sounds that Ink was making. It didn't really help though.
I heard the medbay door slowly creak open, the creature was still making those awful slimy sounds.

Then it came inside.

The creature suddenly screeched when it entered the medbay.
That left Ink more frantic in his cage. I gripped on the scissors tightly. I couldn't think straight, but I knew I'll have to fight this creature once it finds me.
Then there were sounds of glass breaking from the ceiling.
The more time I heard the glass break, the room dimmed and turned darker.

It was breaking the lights! But... why?

I didn't try making a noise, I just laid under one of the beds and waited for the time when I had to fight this thing.

Or if it will leave

I was really hoping I wouldn't have to fight it. Even though I would probably respawn in the SMP. But something told me that this was real, too real.
Usually, all the mobs Meme added were always glitchy and lagging.

This one wasn't.

"M- MUFFIN-"

Meme's voice yelled from my watch. I put a hand over the watch, hoping that the creature didn't hear it.

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