Chapter 2 yippie. Warnings: profanity, in depth gore.
Bruds pov:
What i saw in that room shook me to the core, i picked the bucket off my head and threw up in it. Orens corpse was on the ground in a circle of blood, his ribs were cracked open, his heart revealed and still beating. His eyes were bloodshot, looked like he cried alot before he died. Peices of flesh were scatted around the room, and his disinboddied arm was thrown sloppily in his bed. I slowly backed up and looked at the wall, "no sprunki is safe" the wall read, writted in orens blood. I quickly brough out my phone and called the police, "someone plase com to orens hous, he i-is ded" i managed to mutter to the 911 operator. I stumbled back and fell down back into the hallway out of pure shock and fear. I heard the police enter the house and run up the stairs, as i watched shaking. Simon was stznding there, crying, oren was his closest friend. They were pretty much inseparable, i mean i am simons friend i and know im not number 1 in his friends list. like someone could say they were brothers and id believe them. The officers instructed me and simon to wait outside the house, and we complyed, walking to the front lawn. We were both covered in blood, not the best look ever. I sat on the grass and heard simon sit next to me. "W-why is this happening... who is doing this" i heard him mutter through tears, i just quietly patted his back unable to formulate words myself due to the shock and tragity of it all. Neather of us could comprehend the severity of the situation, not yet atleast.
End.
Ok guys, short chapter, sorry to the people who like oren, raddy, or clunkr (i hzppen to lovs all 3) but they are not coming back. Final word count is 313
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the beginning of the end (a sprunki story)
Fanfictiondisapearences have been going live for a while now, and the rate of disappearances is just going up. can brud figure out what could possibly be happening before its too late.
