My vision was getting fuzzy, luckily, I still had the will to live to keep moving.
Jimmy throws away boxes filled with mouthwash - revealing my whereabouts.
For some reason, Jimmy wasn't the same humanoid Jimmy I used to see, It's something more bloodthirst... Or maybe I'm just being consumed by fear right now that I perceive him differently.
I dodged his knife making the knife hit the other box. I then stumble to the floor before running away again, even so, I was moving like a slug.
My feet ache and my nervous tension didn't help at all. The world around me feels like it's rotating, I could swear that I'm seeing Death itself and gesturing at his wristwatch as if his impatient.
"Darn it" I mutter.
Jimmy followed. He easily yanks my hair and throws me to the other side, hitting heaps of mouthwash as they fall below me.
I could feel blood tickling the back of my head.
"Everything should have been perfect if you weren't that of a sneaky little cockroach, (N/N)" Jimmy said while Running his hands to his messy brown hair.
I threw him the pistol with no bullets, but Jimmy easily deflected it with his arms while regarding me with a domineering eye.
I slowly seated upright, holding my wounded palm very closely. The blood won't stop.
Some Mouthwash opened and spilled its content. Its minty aroma spreads the area.
"Everything that had happened was simply because I am clinging to hope. I won't let you destroy the hope that I cling to. I will get out of this mess!" Jimmy's voice boomed while pointing his knife towards me.
His insane.
I glimpsed at the side and saw mouthwash, obviously, but I needed to view it as something else to survive. My hands move carefully towards it, not letting Jimmy see what I'm trying to do.
"Jimmy, you're a monster. You don't deserve such hope after what you have done to Curly, Anya, and everything!" I croaked. I need to distract him as much as I can.
"Curly, he had everything he'd got. He deserves it. I'm just letting him feel what is like to be so hopeless" Jimmy slowly went close, "And Anya, oh dear Anya" I could hear Jimmy snicker.
"Can't you see, Jimmy? If you killed me right now, your gonna be stuck here forever"
"I don't need your bullshit, (N/N)! I knew of the pods a week ago, I could just use it and freeze myself for 20 years. There's a better chance of surviving there and being found. But before that, I just needed to kill all of you"
When Jimmy got close, I threw the mouthwash content in his face. It splashes in his eyes making him yell so loud. He dropped from the floor and rolled over and over while holding his face - screaming intensely.
Unsettled by the scene and scream, I immediately regain my being and quickly stand up. The knife is still in his grasp, but even so, I took the opportunity to kick the living shit out of him.
My feet hit him in the face, abdomen, and anything you can imagine. He needs to be unconscious or dead, but Jimmy is like a superhuman.
The sensation that I feel when my feet hit him makes me deduce that Jimmy isn't all that scrawny. His muscled-up made me frustrated even more.
"Come on! Just kill him already!" My feet continued in a continuous motion but my feet weren't all that strong.
Jimmy grunted and pierced the knife in my legs. I fell on the floor, screaming as I stumbled.
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Mouthwashing: The Good Ending
FanficYou're very upset about a game called Mouthwashing. The ending makes you sob and all that. You wish that you were there to save them... Suddenly, as if a genie heard your plea, you woke up sitting in a chair beside Curly-whose wrap-up in bandage.
