Chapter 12: Lost In The Studio

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Boris' POV

I was running from Alice's creations. She said that i was the most perfect Boris she's ever seen. I don't know what she meant by it, but i hope to God that i'll never find out. I turned around the corner and they passed by. When i was sure they were gone, i quietly made my way to my safe house. Once inside, i locked the door and grabbed a can of bacon soup. I was about to dig in but there was nothing inside it.

Boris' mind: *Sigh* Empty...

I threw it away and laid on the ground. I began to think about what to do from now on. 

Boris' mind: They might not be able to find me here, but i can't stay forever. Food is running low and Alice is getting stronger and stronger by the minute.

I pulled an old movie reel of me and (Y/N) and played it.

Boris' mind: And we were young...

I slowly drifted off to sleep during the movie. 

The next day

I was looking for  supplies but had no luck. I've picked clean almost everything from this forsaken place except the flooded with ink parts, and i wouldn't go near it for anything in the world. My stomach rumbled and i growled. 

Boris' mind: Nothing. Not even a single can of soup. There is absolutely nothing left here. 

Just as i began to think about what to do, Alice's creations found me. I tried to fight them off with my pipe, but one of them sucked it inside it's body. I started running wherever my eyes could see. The creatures surrounded me. I could only go up the stairs. I thought they couldn't climb, because they didn't have legs, but they proved me wrong. Their arms seemed to be enough to pull themselves upward. I reached the parther and tried to find a weapon. I knew there wasn't anywhere else to run here. I found a fire extinguisher and prepared for a fight. As soon as they came, i began smashing their heads with it. It worked fine, but they were just too many of them. I couldn't hold them any longer. Just as when i was about to accept my fate, i saw a door with a big red 'EXIT' written on it. My eyes widened. I swear this door wasn't here before. I pushed as many of the creatures away as i could and made a run for the exit. I slammed the door opened and closed it behind me just as quickly. My eyes needed a moment to adjust to the brightness. The sun blinded me. The people passing stared at me for a moment and then continued on their way. I panted and smiled. I was safe. I didn't have to live in fear anymore. Alice can't get me out here. My smile faded away in an instant and i sat on the ground.

Boris' mind: Now what am i supposed to do?

I scratched my chin. My goal was complete. I should be happy that i no longer had to live in fear, but that just wasn't the case. I sat there for a few more minutes and thinking about what to do, when suddenly i heard a voice. A voice i haven't heard in a very... very long time. 

Voice: And it cost 400 000 to fire it for twelve seconds.

Boris' mind: (Y/N)...

I looked up and saw him walking down the street with a group of monster girls, but he didn't notice me. I decided to act quickly and follow behind them. 

That night

(Y/N)'s POV

Me and Ava were watching TV. She was laying on my back and hugging her tail.

Reporter 1: In England, a fisherman caught a turkish submarine and was forced to grant three wishes to the crew.

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