This book contains MATURE because it includes Torturing, Suicide and all, but blood, injury and gore and all are present but it's not that DETAILED. At least I hope so.
Don't read this story, it barely gives any information so read the 'rewrite' ver...
I'm gonna remind some of y'all who decided to skip chapters. Warnings are mentioned in the description because I'm too lazy to add plus I have memory loss 🤷♂️
—————————————— -3rd Person P.O.V:- ——————————————
Microphone woke up from her slumber in the Hotel OJ, the beds were a comforting zone as she feels relaxed, Microphone looked at her roommate, Pickle, he was still sleeping after spending countless hours on games, it was Saturday so they had their day off from their jobs.
Microphone lightly chuckled at Pickle snoring loudly before waking up from his loud snores.
"Good morning Pickle!". Microphone chimes in as Pickle looked embarrassed from his sleep.
"Morning Mic..". Pickle replies in a low tone, even though embarrassed, he's still pretty sleepy.
"Come on Pickle it's time for breakfast! We're gonna have to go before OJ yells at us again!". Microphone chimes in her kind voice.
"Yeah Yeah Yeah Mic..". Pickle stood up from his bed as Microphone did the same, exiting their rooms as some of the other residents did the same, going downstairs for their dinner.
-After Breakfast because I'm lazy-
Microphone, Pickle and Knife sat down on the Hotel lobby's couch as they played video games together. The couch was some what comfy, though they enjoyed it, amidst all, Cheesy makes another joke in front of Trophy again to which turn into an argument as Paper tried to calm the heated argument down.
While they were arguing, gunshots were heard to which some residents duck down admits the chaos that was folding.
"WHAT WAS THA-"
"That was obviously a gunshot Painty!". Lightbulb cut Paintbrush's sentence to which he looks at her with a comforting smile before looking to where the gunshot sound was.
"S-Should we go and check..?". Lightbulb says as she stood up from the couch, Pickle also stood while Knife was still sitting.
Knife ignores the gunshots that were heard earlier as he gets busy with whatever video game he's playing.
"I don't know Lightbulb, don't go out? Remember there's a prison near this place?". Paper says, concerned.
"Then We'll go! We will check where was that coming from, come on Pickle!". Microphone chimes in as they both exited the Hotel OJ.
"W-Wh- what..". Microphone tries to spell her words as she looks at the blood, the blood was leading a trail of blood that was going inside the dark forest.
"S-Should we follow it?". Microphone asks to which Pickle replies.
"What if it's HER Mic? She's probably planning another TRAP for us Mic-". Pickle was cut off by Microphone already following the blood.
"UGH Here we go again..". Pickle mutters out as he follows Microphone behind.
Along the bloody trail, Microphone spots a pink Invis Bowtie to which she picked it up and examined it. Pickle also came by and looked at the Bowtie confused.
"I-Isn't this Taco's Invis Bow?". Pickle asks.
"Y-Yes.. I've n-never seen her taking off her Invis Bowtie and this Bow i-is beyond repair..". Microphone stutters as her voice trembles, her body trembling as she thinks the possibility of what happened to Taco. Pickle quickly notices this and tries reassuring her.
"D-Don't Mic! S-She's strong and... she can't.. let her guard down yeah..!". Pickle says as Microphone steadies her breathing before both of them followed the blood trail.
The bloody trail led to a cabin, well, Taco's cabin as Microphone immediately ran towards the cabin after noticing bullet holes in the broken door and blood coming out of the cabin, Pickle also immediately followed her behind.
Pickle hoped that Taco wasn't in danger, though he hated her, he still cared about her even after they left her.
