How would you stop a mind-changing virus without infecting yourself? Is it even possible?
Bryce thought sudden mysteries were over now that ONE was done. But this is only the beginning...
Liam Plecak (backpack) had sent everyone home, much to Bryce...
[WARNING. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS... alcoholism, blood, cursing/offensive language, gore, vomiting, virus, infections, violence, insanity, mentions of death and weapons, mentions of kidnapping and torture, brain damage, references to sadists and traitors, "romantic references", body horror ...YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED]
[RESUMING BRYCE HANSEN POV]
I don't even know how we got out of the waiting room this time, or how we ended up getting a call saying we need to get rid of even MORE sea creatures, or how we ended up in the world where Atom comes from. Yes, the Atom from the competition. Yes, the Atom I forgot existed.
I don't know what I was expecting his universe to look like, honestly I don't think I was at all, but I definitely was not expecting this.
We were transformed into weird combinations of dots, and so were the creatures. They slither along the green abyss and stuff, trying to eat other dots. Heh. Kinda funny. But, yeah, we're supposed to destroy them or whatever.
"Hey! Down here!" A little, singular dot hops up and down beside me. Who... "I'm Atom!"
I step back, "ATOM?!" What the hell? Wait... We're in his world now, I forgot.
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I glance up at the swirling, green wasteland. Colors swirl, mix, and- right. Kill the sea creature. The guy on the call said we should kill the two in this world, then move on to the world with the code 25, 15, 21. 23, 9, 12, 12. 4, 9, 5. Supposed to take us to a place called "correct lab fit" or something? I don't get it. Anyway, back to the task at hand...
I glance over at Scenty, who also appears as a collection of dots in this world. She looks kinda gross like this, not gonna lie. Heh. I sound like those teens who'd mess around at my job. "So, Scenty, how are we gonna kill these things?"
She shrugs, "I... don't know. I don't kill things every day.."
I don't know if she knows she's being hilarious, so I won't laugh. I glance around. Atom jumps up and down, "Just reshape something!"
"Re... Shape...?" Scenty rubs her eyes and looks down at her twitchy arm. She hesitantly yanks it off with her other arm and I wince, so does she. The dots making up her body in this sh#tty realm split apart, floating around her now. With the one hand she has left, she jumps up and grabs them, putting them together until they click and shaping them into a sword.
Wow. It reminds me of those toys I'd have as a kid, with puzzles and sticks that click into place to make small buildings... Nostalgia, it's not time for you, it's time for death.
Amelia steps slowly towards a creature, which slithers towards her. I shudder... yuck. She stabs it and rips the sword up, splitting the particles. I grab said particles and shape them into a sword like her's... cool. I look at her and nod, and so does she. I stab the next creature, and rip the sword up just like she did. I reshape those particles into a sword as well.
