' ' Maybe the Ear Piercing Pop music isnt so Excruciating. ' '

' ' Fascinating.. ' '

As it hits morning, I just glance out the window, taking notice of said thing. I didn't sleep at all that night, I was really just on standby incase Enid has a nightmare.

I pondered there in silence, thinking on what to do that wouldn't wake up everyone, I didn't bring a book. Which I highly regret. Then I felt a shift in my arms, which was Enid waking up, yet snuggling closer into me. I felt a pang of fluster to the close proximity. Staring down at Enid as she woke. Scrambling up into a sit, yet still holding onto me as Thing scampered over, waving to Enid as she waved back. My purring slightly Enhanced, which in response, I let out a small grumble as Enid glanced to me, Confused.
" Wednesday.. Did you stay up all night?. " She asked, concerned for my well-being. I stay silent, Hesitant to answer. " How was your sleep. " I say, shooing off the topic as Thing tries to rat me out, Giving a thumbsup to Enid before I slam my hand down on him, a small, thickened slap happening against the leather bag of mine. Enid didn't exactly see this. "I slept fine. " She says, dismissing the topic as she let go of me, my purring lowering to mere nothing. I let out a sigh, sitting up. " I'm gonna go out on a walk, Be safe. " I say, pulling Thing out my bag that he previously scampered in, placing him on the mattress as I grab my bag, slinging it over my shoulder as I walked out Yoko and Davina's room.

As I began to walk toward the Exit of Nevermore, I took out a hairtie, pulling my hair into a messy ponytail temporarily. I took notice that It was snowing. What the early notice. Though I never minded the cold. I step toward the forest now as of exitting the Nevermore grounds. Zipping up my jacket, Taking a glance around, my eyes abruptly narrowing forward to a afar tree. It had old rope on it, almost as if nailed on. I stepped toward it, curiosity getting the best of me. I took almost immediate notice to the blood on the tree. My hand reaching out to it as I ran my fingers among the blood streaks along the tree bark. I began to ponder while doing so, taking a glance around cautiously, I wasn't about to get attacked from behind like I was in a Corny horror movie. I value my death much more then those fools. Though most of my near death experiences weren't very thrilling enough to genuinely terrify me. I then glanced along the ground, seeing nothing I could note on where they went. There wasn't any footprints of blood, or any footprints in general. They were covered by snow. Speaking of the snow, I slightly shivered, thinking. I decided to go to my main suspicion of a place, Crackstones Crypt. It was the main activity in this small town of Jericho. As I arrived, I entered the Crypt to see everything wiped out from the Crypt. Taking a pause for a while, Soon stepping around, snapping my gaze to where I was once held hostage, The cuffs hanging from the roof. I reached up, jumping up to feel the cuffs. Getting a punch of liquid onto my finger. It was water, in which this could mean many possibilities. Either the cuffs were recently cleaned to hide the Evidence of physical torture, or the cuffs were cleaned by the Deputies. Though the cuffs would've been removed by now if so. So my only result to guessing, It seems Tyler is loose. Definitely not working again, though I can't confirm its Tyler, but it's my best guess. I've never had anyone be such thing of a Hyde Aside Tyler. I'll need to find a way to confirm Tyler is back. I soon walk out the Crypt rather hurriedly, feeling a rush of unease. And as my Uncle Fester has stated. I always side with my instincts. As I passed the tree that started my concern, I heard footsteps rappidly approaching, firm and thick footsteps of boots clashing into the snow of the ground approaching me, Making me turn around to being lunged at by someone, they were masked. The average assaulter attire. Masked, whitte clothes to fit with the snow and a bag on their back. I ended up being pounced successfully, the said person leading it with a attempt to punch me directly in the face, Which they missed from a Dodge of mine. I slammed my knee into their Abdomen, Emmiting a grunt from said person that returned the favour, Unexpectedly clashing their fist into my stomach, seemingly hitting my liver. This person knew their anatomy. Cause if you didn't know, that hurts like absolute fucking hell. In which, emmiting a grunt from mysef. I clashed my fist into their mask, my fist landing onto their nose that was covered by the mask, the mask only enhancing the pain, since it was a floppy plastic. It hardened my punch, resulting in them recoiling back and gaining a broken nose. I took this moment to shove them off, Slamming my foot into their crotch as a practical test. In which, they were shoved back more, yet there was no wince, or grunt. Confirming it was female, I slammed my fist into her Stomach as I got up into a crouch position. After this, I pushed myself up before gripping her temples, slamming my knee into her face. Repeating this about two more times before I felt a piercing pain in my ankle, I got outfooled, Stabbed in the ankle that was holding me up. Leading for myself to stumble and fall down. Wincing slightly as I was pinned down by the anonymous, feeling a Blunt force of knuckles being clashed against my head, Making my head thrash to the side. I'd expect myself to be stabbed and killed by now, by a anonymous. A worser death then being gutted inside out by a undead Pilgrim that wanted nothing but misery and fate to people who didn't fit in. But rather instead, I felt myself being cut in various spots, mostly my ankles. In this moment, I felt so sudden gush of a Adrenaline, gripping the knife and ripping it from her hand, slamming my knee into her Abdomen. She doubled over, wincing as I climb on top of her, lifting the knife and plunging it into the Anonymous persons stomach. Hitting directly into a clunch of arteries, blood spurting around the knife as the Anonymous person went limp. I lifted the knife, slamming it back down inside them for good measure. Now ripping the knife out, stumbling up with a wince, nothing but excruciating pain in my ankles. I took a minute to gain proper balance, stumbling around for a second before hearing other footsteps, my muscles immediately tensing. I took a quick glance around, my eyes locking on the approaching figure. It was a blur for me, my heart still rushing with adrenaline as I stumbled, smacking into a tree as I saw the figure running over. The Attributes coming into my frame of view. It was Xavier, his expression filled with worry for my condition. " What the fuck happened, Wednesday?? " He asked, his tone concerned as I slowly glanced to the corpse on the ground, and then the knife in my hand. He soon took the hint, my eyes slowly shutting in exhaustion as I felt Xavier's forearm scoop under my knees, his opposite one holding onto my back as he pulled me up. Taking me back to Nevermore and immediately to the Medical ward.

After some hours, I soon awakened in the Medical ward, rested on a bed under a blanket, my inner elbow impaled by a IV, and a Worried Enid by my side, tightly clenching my hand. Thing beside her on the nightstand. I slowly opened my eyes, taking a glance to Enid, my expression stoic. Enid's expression and worry put me in a pool of Sorrow for her. Yet my expression remaining it's stoic look.
" Wednesday?. " I heard from her breaking tone, Filled with worry that pushed me into a pool of sorrow. I gripped the bars that held me in place from falling off the bed, pushing myself up into a sit with a wince, Enid reaching out and trying to make me lay back down. " Enid- Let me sit up. " I spoke, my tone laced with frustration, yet mainly pain. I paused as I felt Enid's grip tighten on my hand, her expression looking as if she's fighting back a river of tears. I used my hand that wasn't implaled by an IV to wrap it around her, pulling her in for a hug. Trying to to soothe the worry she felt. I felt her grip let go of my hand, her hands moving to wrap around me tightly, emmiting a wince from me.
"Careful, Enid. I'm still healing. " I say softly, staring at her calmly as she loosened her grip. " Don't ever fucking scare me like that again.. " She mumbled in my shoulder. " I-.. I will. I promise. " I say, I know I'll break the promise. But I wanna relieve her, I don't want her to be distressed cause of my shenanigans of being hyperfixated on the crime here. I felt her soon let go, taking a step back as she fidgeted with her fingers, I pushed down the railing on my bed, planting my feet down with a wince, Enid immediately coming to my side, holding up the majority of my weight as I glanced to her, brushing a piece of hair out her face. Making her let out a small, relieved snicker, her hands on my waist made my stomach twist with butterflies, yet I avoided acknowledging it. Focusing on Enid. Seeing her distressed like this for me was internally wretching for me. I wanna make whatever group they were in suffer a long, painful and excruciating death. One more torturous then old times torture methods. " Wednesday, what happened out there.? " Enid asked, sitting me down with her concerned expression. " Well, Er. I did in fact keep to my word, I left to go out on a walk. Ended up encountering that person they ended out trying to rob me, then er. Yeah. " I say, avoiding Enid getting distressed. I wanted to genuinely kiss her, to get her mind calmed down and instead focused on that. But I feel that it's too early for that, not to mention I don't want get to the foul level of affection my parents have already reached.

" Wednesday, I doubt someone with that much skill would try and rob someone in the middle of the forest- Are you lying to me, Wednesday? " Enid asked, her concern peaking. I let out a sigh, thinking of what to say. " Enid. It's Jericho, you can expect civil things but next thing that happens, you get attacked. Which is exactly what happened to Mayor Walker. " I say, Enid reaching out to grab my hand and sitting next to me. Though Enid stared at me intently, he gaze intense and persistent, as if pushing me to answer her truthfully. " I think Tyler escaped. " I blurt out slightly, Enid pausing, her expression exasperated and afraid. " And.. You tried to- hide it from me.. Hell, everyone.. Just to endanger yourself trying to solve another small-town-crisis? " Enid said, staring at me as if I just had the audacity to carve off the nail polish from Things nails. " What the fuck Makes you so intently interested in getting in danger so much?? " Enid says, her tone firming, in which I felt a pang of sorrow, yet masking it off as nothing. " I guess.. The thrill of adrenaline. "
I say, my tone exhausted and slightly. Worried. Enid stared at me, her expression fully Exasperated and Flabbergasted. " Who would like the fucking thrill of dying, Wednesday?? " Enid spoke, gripping my wrist tightly as I winced slightly, remembering the moment of weakness I had in that fight, being cut everywhere wasn't fun. Enid's expression softened, sitting beside me as she wrapped her arms around my torso, pulling me close protectively.

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