The facility didn't seem nearly this nightmarish and expansive from the outside. Choking through the thick Solimane air, the consuming darkness was only interrupted by the occasional flicker of malfunctioning lights. Humdinger's breaths were ragged, each inhale searing his lungs with the poison that now permeated every corner of the building. Panic-stricken and drenched in sweat, he stumbled through the twisted corridors, the echoes of his footsteps swallowed by the churning of broken pipes. The relentless hiss of gas leaking around him accompanied his every move, a sinister whisper that seemed to mock his desperate escape. But escape to where, what turn could he possibly take to flee this perverse hell?
Stumbling like a madman, his foot caught a sudden jutting of metal on the floor. "Aaack!" He tumbled forward and crashed to the hard floor, shocking his body with a painful impact.
The distant, echoing screams of his beloved cats only jabbed his terrified heart. Eerie barks and howls of the monstrous dogs bounced through the halls, a chilling reminder from the PAW Patrol monstrosities that the hunt was still very much active. Cats were being found across the facility like lost parakeets in an open field. They could only hide for so long; some tried outrunning the abominations, and their agonized screams served as a message to the cowering rest. Humdinger ran around a rust-caked corner and flattened himself against the wall, struggling to keep up with his beating, aged heart. His old muscles and bones groaned at the explosive movement, exhausting him quickly with little time to recover. It didn't last long, however, the constant breathing of Solimane gas masked away his fatigue, energizing him swiftly, yet artificially.
"This isn't happening, this can't be happening," came his shaking whimper. The image of the feral four would forever brand itself in his mind, yet nothing scared him more knowing these horrific creatures were all his own creation. To think if he had never been so stupid, so careless, so annoyingly mischievous; the threat would have never emerged, and the PAW Patrol would still be happily alive. Free as birds, free to run through the grass laughing and singing with Ryder, free from the terrible fate awaiting them within the gas chamber.
Continuing his frenzied dash through the maze of corridors, he weaved through winding twists and turns, skidding to a halt as he found himself suddenly back at the gas chamber. Squinting through the nauseating air, he initially assumed it was just another one elsewhere in the facility, but the shattered glass and dirty red paw prints told a different story.
"I must've gone in a circle somehow," he said under muttered breath, staring in festering shame at his greatest mistake.
The shattered glass and the acidic stench of Solimane hit him with a wave of nausea. He froze, eyes wide with disbelief, as he realized the chamber was now empty. The grotesque forms of the dogs were nowhere to be seen, leaving behind only smeared blood and the lingering odor of their decay. The room, once a prison for the twisted creatures, now stood as a chilling reminder of the horrors unleashed.
"Oh... Spotsy," he said, leaning down before the shredded remains of his cat. Grief struck him at all angles, his heart breaking to dust at the traumatic sight. A lively kitten he cherished and adored, ripped to nothing in seconds as if her life had never mattered.
His eyes watched mournfully at the prison, the silence broken only by the distant, faint barks and howls echoing through the building. The dogs gave no moment of vigil, no chance for rest, continuing to screech their haunting reminders. What foul horrors could've possibly taken place within the steel bolted walls? What had the Solimane awakening truly done to their broken minds? Morbid curiosity plagued the mayor, his careful steps crunching the glass in his approach. Against all better judgement, and after a fit of hesitation, Humdinger peered fearfully into the chamber.
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The Humdinger Sleep Experiment
Horor(PAW Patrol X Creepypasta) In yet another of his humorous attempts at causing mischief, Mayor Humdinger traps the PAW Patrol in a room to keep them from foiling his mishaps. Deciding to have a laugh with his new captives, he exposes them to various...
