Slimes cannot defeat evil overlords.

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Parker had sat down on his soft mattress; Which was placed neatly down on the bed.
Afterwards, he took his laptop, placed it gently on his lap and opened it up carefully.
He clicked on the app icon, which unbarred his very-much-used security app.

Subsequently, he switched camera to Ramiro's room.
He had high expectations for this current moment, but his wishes were harshly discontinued when nothing came up on screen; Only a black flickering screen.
Parker threw his hands onto his face after discovering the newly found suprise.

He groaned and shut his laptop, carelessly.
He wanted to help this family, so bad.

But he realized that; Ramiro was smart, and he couldn't defeat him.
He sighed in realization.
He couldn't do anything other than calling the police.

He was a total slime compared to Ramiro; And a slime cannot defeat the evil overlord.

In defeat he put his computer into his backpack.
Packed his clothes; which was scattered around his bed.
He didn't fold his clothes, he just angrily threw his clothes into his bag.

Afterwards, he shouldered his backpack. Went out his room, and picked up his camera; which he had placed carefully on to top of the window.
This time, he placed his camera neatly down his bag.

He continuously picked up his cameras. He had not picked up a camera from the basement, since he wasn't allowed in the basement; due to thick heavy chains strained on all around the door. Nor did he pick up the camera in Ramiro's room, he didn't want to face Ramiro whilst being at his weakest.

He walked down the dark silhouette hallway.
Just when he was about to grab the doorknob he glanced back at Ramiro's room,
and realized that his door was slightly opened.

He inhaled sharply and quickly turned his attention back to the front door; He grapped the doorknob, turned it forcefully and pushed the door.
But consequently, the door doesn't open.

Shit.

When he opened the door it made a rusty squeal which could've triggered Ramiro.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck" He pushed the door, it didn't work. "No..! Fuck, fuck, fuckk..!" He began hearing rapid footsteps,
Parker pushed his body so harshly and forcefully on the door he collapsed.

"How weak.."
A familiar voice said as the steps got louder, he was gonna die.

Parker sloppily but quickly got up on his feet again and faced the door, which was still closed.
He stood there, terrified of whats about to happened to him. His body tensed as the steps got louder, and probably closer.

Parker had a choice, though.
He could turn around, face whoever, or whatever, was making those footsteps, and fight back.
Or; he could stay and keep trying to open the door and escape.

He thinks, and thinks. His foot's trembling, his breaths are getting rapid. He makes a choice.

He pushes the door with all the strenght he has left, he pushes again. The steps comes to a stop, He's right behind him.
Parker quickly realizes; that he made the wrong choice. He should've turned around when he could, and faught back. And saved Florence from her horror.

but no, he chose the wrong choice, the weakest choice.

He turns around hesitantly; His shoulders are tense as his feet progressively.
When Parker had turned around, he didn't look up, he looked down.

"Weak, weakest of the weak."

Parker looked up.
No one was there, but the voice was; And it was familiar.
Parker inhaled immediately in horror.

Instinctively; He looked around himself, to make sure that he was safe.
No one was there to be seen.

Parker had never been so scared in his entire life.
He fell to his knees, and started praying;

he put his hands together in a pray, and looked up.

"Mngh..!"

He shouldn't have. Immediately when he looked up, he saw a skinwalker-like figure;
Which has a awfully scary smile streched across his cheeks.

Its body was in a crawling like position; upside down, sticked to the ceiling.
Its head though, was turned 180° degrees. You could call it a spider-like skinwalker.

The demon/skinwalker made a hissing spider-like sound as it jumped onto Parker, and muffled Parker's scream with his slimey hands.













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