After an Aftermath of a "failed" experiment, Test tube started to raise a small ink like being that came out of that result. When it grew older she brought it to Hotel OJ thinking nothing bad would happen, until many residents started to get sick, a...
it's been a few hours since Knife, Pickle, and Taco had joined the group. I've been having a close eye on her while some others grab supplies to help with out escape. I decide to let Taco free from her "restraints" but I still keep a close eye on her as well as keep her bag of stuff with me.
I'm starting to be more relieved, less pressure is being applied and I don't feel like I'm drowning in as much guilt anymore. Once we get out of here, we're going to save everyone from this hell hole.
I notice something strange with Apple, she looks really tired, she's beginning to get a lot slower than the rest of us, and she's coughing real bad, that shouldn't be right, why could she have the same symptoms?
She was never bitten.
Marshmallow is starting to get really worried. She says she knows Apple isn't infected, but I can just tell that she's lying to herself.
It's gotten worse, Apple can barely move, she's been paralyzed and every movement is just pain, she's set by the stage of the art room. Marshmallow tries to get her to stand up, to prove that she's fine to prove that we don't need to leave her behind.
"We're going to have to kill her." Taco says, I hate to admit she's right, but I can't just do it. Not while Marshmallow is watching.
"What?! No! Apple is okay! She's probably just tired from scavenging! Aren't you apple?" Marshmallow exclaims, slightly shaking Apple to get her to respond.
"Well what are you waiting for Test Tube? Shoot her." Taco walks up beside me crossing her arms, I slowly reach for the gun on my waist. But I stop, even if Apple is slowly leaving us I can't help but resist the urge to kill her. I did attack lightbulb, but I never killed her, and really only did it to protect everyone else.
"I- I can't do it. I can't shoot Apple." I say hesitantly, I notice Taco had left my side but then returns with.. something else.
"If you can't shoot her then use this axe from the supply closet." Taco hands me the Axe, I grip on it tightly. I have to do this. It's either her or all of us.
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"DON'T DO IT!" Marshmallow stands in between me and Apple, arms out in a protective stance. It hurts seeing her like this. Paintbrush comes and pulls her away from Apple, I could tell they felt as guilty doing this as I did. Marshmallow tries to free herself while screaming for her life, tears running down her face.
"PLEASE NO! DON'T DO IT TEST TUBE PLEASE SHE HASN'T DONE ANYTHING WRONG WE COULD TRY TO SAVE HER! LET ME GO! PAINTBRUSH LET ME GO-"
I tried to black out her screams, to make me feel less guilty for what I'm about to do. I close my eyes.
The job was done. She wasn't entirely sliced apart but enough that any damage would split her apart, I checked for any signs if she were to come back as an infected. She's dead. Everyone else was entirely in shock, but in someway they knew it had to happen at some point. But marshmallow? She never accepted it. I saw her collapse in Paintbrush's arms, Paintbrush looked at me horrified but as well as irritated. They carried Marshmallow to a chair and sat her down.
"I'll go dispose of her body, you go check out materials and see if we can make use of any."
Taco drags apple's lifeless corpse out of the room. I just stand there, tightly gripping on the axe. My hands are shaking I try to get them to stop. I don't feel like myself. I hear whispers, I heard Nickle telling Balloon that all the stuff he said about him he didn't mean it. Paintbrush trying to wake up marshmallow. Paper sounds distressed. Knife and Pickle are quiet and distant.
Soon. Soon this will all end.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: I'm really sorry for the delay! Schools been really stressful and I'm going to have testing real soon.
