The red forest went on for so long. I was becoming dehydrated to the point of dropping. the dirt was cloudy at my feet as I dragged them along. What was this place. How did I get here. Was it the fog? I didn't get enough time to chat with Claudette. Would I even get to see them again. My knee twitches and the joint locks sending pain to my hip. I buckle with a cry and fall to my knees. The tendons scream at my brain in agony and I lay there on the ground crying. My body trembles as everything hits me. Coughing on the clouded dirt I bring myself to my feet still sobbing. I limp forward towards a tree and slump against it. I can't continue. I had to stop. My eyes getting heavy I start to drift off, I just needed to rest a little and I would be good to get back up. To keep moving forward.
I dream of my sick mother pounding and scratching at my bedroom door, screaming that she wanted to rip my ungrateful lungs out. I block her out the best I can until the door finally breaks open and she charges at me. She climbs on top of me while I scream. Her saliva is dripping from her mouth. It splashes on my cheek and I wake up.
My breath comes in gasps. The stone ceiling coming into view! I could hear distant crying and someone talking. I turn onto my side and lift myself with my arms. As I look around my eyes find the voice. A man I hadn't seen before with a scruffy face and missing teeth. His hair slick back and a dark brown. He was yelling at me!
"You a fucking screamer babe!" He laughs and grabs his crotch. "This place isn't for the weak! Once these doors open the next match will begin. I got my eyes on playing with you instead of a generator!" He flicks his tongue at me. I get up off the stone ground and huddle against the wall where he wouldn't be able to look at me.
What was this place? Hours pass and I keep myself huddled in the corner. Eventually a bell sounds in the hall, followed by another loud alarm going off. The guy across the hall starts going crazy. The gate to his cell makes a noice and I take a peak around the corner. His gate is open and a short man making noises wrapped in chains is pointing and hooting at him to get moving, the gross man makes kissing faces at me as he skips down the hall way. The man covered in chains steps up to my gate and unlocks the door by placing a coin over the bolt. It slides and the gate slides open. The chained man approaches me fast rocking back and forth in a woddle.
"Grrruhhhhhh" he grabs ahold of my braid and yanks it hard. With one swing I'm out of the door. He pushes me forward and gestures to move down the hallway.
A small arena completely gated off by gold coated wire. Once Im in I can't stop my eyes from scaling out everything. Generators on platforms and one big chest. The platform was in the centre. I stumbled further towards the stage. Scanning with eyes I see some chests by the edges of the arena. People were shoving each other to get into those ones. The bell stopped and a voice over the PA sounded.
"Let's have a good match! May the best survive! Do your worst killers! First up we have the knife throwing trickster, the man with the traps! Our favourite speedy hillbilly and myself, if you get your throat slit by me you really are special," the com ended and I started to look for a way out. It was short lived when the man who was in the cell opposite of my own grabbed me. I wasted no time kicking him in his precious jewels. He shouted out and threw me onto the middle platform. My back hit the wood and I started coughing. My chest and back hurt. I push to get up when the guy got up on the stage and kicked me in the face. My head shot back and my eyes blurred. Warm liquid pooled from my eye brow and nose. It burned and throbbed.
"You fucking bitch!" He screamed kicking me in the face again. I roll over as blood fills my mouth. I kick out with my foot. He dodges it by stumbling off the platform. I try to get up but my vision is blurred badly.
Everything got distorted for the next 5 minutes. I could hear screaming and lots of it, cries for help and the sounds I couldn't make out. My face and my body hurt all over as I laid there. The wood was cold on my cheek. I focused on it. If I was gonna die here at least I fought till the end.
Voices. Who is that?
"Interesting. What do we have here? Sacrificing your teammate like that? I cough trying to speak. A gloved hand touches my cheek then traces down my neck. Someone's hand touches my back and their arm moves under my legs. " it really annoys me when they think they can take our job? You aren't us!" He sounded annoyed, grunting he lifts me into the air! Black fabric, soft and textured touches the side of my face.
"I want to be one of you!" The gross man who attacked me spoke.
"Oh really? Well to fucking bad because its not up to me!" The man who held me said. I look over at the man as my vision improved slightly. Long dagger like arms shot out of the ground crushing the man. I winced and looked away!
"Like a pathetic kitten, shake and hide! Haha!" The man started to walk. Taking me in his arms with long strides to somewhere unknown.
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Entities Realm! DBD ((ghostface fanfic))
Mystery / Thriller"Wow now! Whats all this mating business? Besides, me? A virgin? No!" "Is your name not Megan Thomas?" The taller woman leading the way asked. I stayed quiet. How did they know my name. "I see... so it is. The entities flower had called out your na...
