Loris was lying on the ground, coughing from failure to breathe, and most importantly, he was badly injured. He felt strange, had a severe headache and had the feeling that he was not in normal reality, the world around him was slowly coming to a halt and his mind was slaughtering him with numerous thoughts and doubts of his existence. He touched his injured shoulder and noticed that he was losing a lot of blood, he had to somehow patch the wound if he did not want to bleed to death. As he struggled to get up, a distorted radio voice spoke through the speakers, startling Loris.
Speaker: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the wacky Demon Radio's show, my dears!!! Our victim will have to manage to survive with whatever he can find in order to make it out of the school!!! So, the question of the game is this... or rather, a choice!!! Live or die? Your decision, boy!!!" he exclaimed amused and elated.
Loris stood paralyzed and said:
Loris: "Who the hell are you? What do you want from me!?" he shouted in irritation.
The speakers, instead of answering him, played Toreador March again, but at a moderate volume than before. Loris looked around and found a table with a medical kit, an electric taser, and a steel truncheon, but the closer he got, the more arcane writing appeared above the objects, golden writing wrapped in a strange orange light.
"Hello, Loris. Take these objects, they can help you! You got into a game of a powerful demon. It is not the real Loona who is after you, not even the others, the mad manipulator has possessed them to kill you!"
Loris was puzzled and, several seconds later, said:
Loris: "Oh, good! Now I've gone completely crazy! Listen to me, I have to get out of here and I don't know what to do!!! And why has the sky turned red!? What's happening!?" he asked desperately, noticing from a window the dark red night sky.
The writing changed and told him:
"If you want to get out of the game, you will have to fight the Immediate Murder Professionals!!! You don't need to kill them, but if you do, the crazy demon will enjoy it even more and you will never see your demon friends again in reality! I will help you on your path and I warn you, we are not in our universe, we are in another reality! Play your cards right!"
Loris: "What do you mean by my demon friends? So... Loona is a demon? That fierce wolf girl? Don't tell me all this time I've been with a... demon! She manipulated me!!!" he exclaimed in despair, surprised, trembling and even angry.
The writing changed and told him:
"That's right! After your friend walked away from you, the crazy Radio Demon took control of her mind to kill you, the exact same thing to Blitz, Moxxie and Millie too."
Loris: "That's what they're called. But you didn't answer my question! My hellish friends? What do you mean?" he asked confused and surprised.
The writing changed and told him:
"You will find out the truth, don't worry! Now think about surviving!"
The writing broke down into small bright particles as Loris told her:
Loris: "Wait!!! When? I want to know, now!!!" he exclaimed desperately.
After the writing vanished, Loris became more serious and said:
Loris: "If I want to know the truth, then let's play!!! Let the night begin!!!" he said gritty and in a serious tone.
Several minutes later, Loris walked down a hallway in search of the I.M.P., Loris had bandaged his bleeding shoulder with gauze, armed himself with a baton and electric taser, his back bore Loona's claw marks, his hair was messy, on his face he had a few superficial wounds and a bloody nose, but on his side he had the determination to end the bizarre game of the mysterious manipulative demon. He gladly noticed Millie waiting for him from around a corner, as Loris could see her through a reflection of a mirror that moved slowly behind Millie's back, thanks to the mysterious arcane force.
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