Chapter 7 Part 2 - Quite The Sour Scheme

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Wake up,

Wake up..

Get up, Taco.

You open your eyes, the smell of burnt firewood stung your nose and eyes, causing your eyes to water intensely. You tried to guide yourself through the slight red glowing of the ember, your hands shaking intensely. After a few seconds of walking, you feel the weak grasp of a hand on your leg. You look back to see a pathetic, weeping mix of cheese and marshmallow, basically dead, but you shake off the hand, kicking it aside as you watched this monstrosity take its final breaths. The feeling of warm salsa touched your shell, you took a shaky breath, wiping it with your hand, or tried to. Once you did, you realized you couldn't quite feel your left arm, or your whole left half other than your leg, for that matter. You walked through the now broken down kitchen, the stench of rotting food and...cucumber?

It was too dark

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It was too dark. You couldn't quite make out the figure, but you could make out a fridge and could smell the blood. Judging by the mix of smells, you could take a guess on who had died. Trudging your way forwards, clenching your invisibow tightly, you could make out a small light from a crack in front of you. You reached your arm out to the light source, walking slowly through the remains of what was once the Hotel. You felt your heart sink as you went outside and for once,

All eyes were on you. You felt pathetic.

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sorry this is sorta short lol but 2nd person moment

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