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Crap crap crap.
"I'm supposed to be the serial killer here..."
I mutter to myself irritably. One of the brats decided to go psycho and try to kill everyone. She had just shoved the annoying red head into a bear trap, which was a cool idea, but I wanted to kill her...
I suppose it was more fun to see her reaction, being betrayed by one of her friends.
I laugh to myself and continue to sprint down the dirt path.
The blondie dog girl was chasing me without mercy. I turn my head slightly to see her blood thirsty face inch closer and closer.
She was way older than me, so was able to catch up with me a little bit. But I was way faster anyway.
"Idiot."
I smirk and turn back to the path. But it wasn't the path in front of me.
It was a huge tree.
I try to halt, but I was going too fast, and instead I collide face first into the fat trunk, falling right on my backside.
Shit.
Oh well, it was just a little mistake.
Blood drips down from my nostrils, I must've broken my nose from the collision.
I touch my nose, a numb pain consuming my whole face. Damn.
As I turn around, Isabelle easily catches up to me and pins me to the ground. I easily fight back and push her away, but she continues to tackle me back down.
Suddenly, the trees start to rustle, interrupting our wrestling.
A shorter figure emerges from them. Meeko Akuma. He seemed to have been hiding there, and was watching us for a while now.
Catching me off guard, Isabelle brings down a heavy object down on the back of my head, making my body go limp.
She stands up, dropping the object on the ground.
It was her torch, now drenched in my blood.
I struggle to keep my eyes open as fresh blood drips down from the wound in my head. I'm able to resist the pain, as I have a high pain tolerance. All I could feel was numbness in my head, but my body was unable to move or work.
I look over at Isabelle, who was tying up Meeko. One of his mouth stitches seemed to have ripped off, and he made muffled noises as she duct taped his lips shut.
I gasp for air, struggling more and more to breathe properly. But it was too late.
I'm sorry, Jack. I hope you're not disappointed in me.
I killed Luna, is that enough?
I'm not useless, am I?
...
My vision starts to go red, and my eyes sting. The numbness of my head slowly started to hurt.
It was...unbearable.
So this is what death feels like?
This is what I made so many people go through.
How interesting...
...
No matter what, Isabelle Mobian, I will haunt you. I will haunt you and this stupid forest.
