Red. // Misclick Family

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Warnings: Blood, Death, Fear, Body Horror/Gore

Fast paced

Wordcount: 379

Point of View: 3rd person
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Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck—

He was running.

And running.

and running.

He shouldn't have left them alone.

Shouldn't have left them alone in an empty camp.

A haunted forest.

Fuck.

Charlie ran through the woods, trying to get back to his family. he left them alone to go find some fire wood.

His daughter and his husband.

Fuck.

Charlie ran.

It looked red, Everything looked red. he was alone.

He felt like he was only going in circles.

He got back to the camp...

"JUANAFLIPPA?! MARIANA?! ANSWER ME PLEASE!"

Charlie got no response...But he heard something.

He heard pained breathing..

It sounded wheezy.

He followed the sound..

"F-..Flippa??.."

She was alive but..she was torn apart..

She was pinned up to the tree using sharpened branches.

She wouldn't be alive for long.

Charlie stared..He couldn't believe it. he tried getting her down but he couldn't.

"..Flippa- Flippa please-..tell me this isn't true-.."

Flippa couldn't respond for obvious reasons. The only thing she could really do was cry.

She would die at any second.

"Flippa its gonna be okay-..Its gonna be okay flip-..flippa-..i got you..y-you're gonna be fine..its gonna be okay.."

Charlie was sobbing and he couldn't stop. He had his dying daughter in his arms and he couldn't help her.

He heard her breathe out a "Thank you" before she took her final breath.

Charlie couldn't get herself to cry before he heard a loud male scream.

He turned his head to the direction he heard it and looked back down at juanaflippa.

He took a shaky breath and laid her down in their tent and covered her with her blanket and gave her the stuffed animal she carried everywhere. He zipped up the tent and ran to the sound he heard.

Mariana.

He wouldnt have to go through that again, as he was already dead.

His organs were ripped out and strung across the ground.

His arms and legs were nearly cut off. holding on by a thread.

"..Mari-..oh my god-.."

He threw up.

He was shaking.

He couldn't do this.

Everything that was happening felt unreal..






He woke up.
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