Carnival Rides (Creepypasta Fanfiction)

Part 5

- - -Lilith's POV- - -

     Now that the fear is starting to get to me, my sarcastic side was coming out. Much better than showing emotion though, I don't want to do that. They tease. I spotted the Ferris Wheel from across the grounds. They had to put me as far as possible from it, didn't they?

     I spotted a blue mask and stepped to the side, against the back of a game booth. Nope, nope, no kidneys for him. I turned around the other side and ran in between the fence around the grounds and the game booths.

     "What do we have here?" I heard what must be Eyeless Jack, and I shake my head. Stay calm, keep it under control.

     "Nope!" I exclaim, sliding under him and getting back up, and sprinting to the left, not towards the Ferris Wheel. If both Ashley and Michael are already there, I don't want to lead one of the many killers here towards them.

     I heard panting behind me. I suppose he's not used to his victims running, since he usually steals their kidneys while asleep, right?

     "I need my liver for my dad later in life, sorry," I say, quickly climbing up to the roof of a game booth and running across the rooftops, jumping gaps. "I also would like the privilege of owning my kidneys!" I shout over my shoulder, and I swear I could hear him laugh.

     How am I supposed to lose him if we're both going the same speed? I sighed, turning around. He had brown hair, which peaked out of his dark grey hood. His blue mask had two dark, black holes with black gunk leaking out like tears. It seemed they had no end, but I didn't want to stare.

     "Well, that chase was pointless," I say, and he nods, lifting his mask so I can see his smile. Specks of dried blood covered his teeth that were now pointy. He grinned at me, and I could see he needed to shave unless he wanted to grow a mustache.

     "Got that right," He said, approaching me with a scalpel. I took my pocket knife out, and got in a ready stance.

     "No way am I going down without a fight. I have to get my sketchbook back from LJ and then hopefully burn it so no one else can open it first," I say, and he chuckles.

     "Knowing him he probably doesn't care," He said, then lunged at me. The roof we were on creaked, letting us know it was rusty and not as stable as I thought it was. I barely dodged, then tripped him as he went past me, and the roof fell a little, making it slanted.

     He fell onto the roof but got up immediately, and he waited for me to make the move. I shook my head and he went for me again, this time smarter about it.

     "So, you're saying," I started, knocking his scalpel out of his hand by twisting his wrist. It slid down the slightly slanted roof and fell to the dirt path below. "That I made the right choice of not staying with him to get it back."

     He pulled on my messy bun in my hair, and I pushed down the pain, though it made me drop my knife, which slid down to join his weapon. "Oh definitely," he replied, and we decided to do hand to hand. We let go of each other and put our fists up. I threw a fake right punch then came up with the left, hitting the bottom of his jaw and making his mask go up further on his head. I could see his eyes, or if you could even call them that. They had the same black tears, and  showed his pale grey skin. It actually looked nice, if you ask me. The brown hair really set it up.

     "I like your eyes, I'll have to draw them sometime, if I get through this," I say, and he looks confused before shaking it off and going at me.

     "You would draw people like me?" He asked as he threw a right punch, successfully hitting me in the gut. I jerked back instead of keeling over, making his knee set up ineffective. I coughed, continuing the fight.

     "Yeah, I'm surprised Laughing Jack didn't bring up the fact that I draw gory things. Of course, I draw anything I find interesting," I say. I'm kind of surprised that I'm having a conversation with a man who's trying to kill me, but I'm pretty sure I lost part of my sanity after how long I've been here.

     "Glad to know you find me interesting," EJ stated, and I ducked under his punch before coming up and punching his jaw with my right fist, finally knocking him out. I jump down and grab my knife and his scalpel. I doubt I'll come across him again. I kind of feel bad for knocking him out, but hey. I climb back up and leave him his scalpel and a gift before heading back towards the Ferris Wheel. Hopefully with no distractions.

- - -Third Person- - -

     The three teens made their way to the Ferris Wheel once again, not knowing whether or not they would meet up. The first person there was Ashley, and she looked around at the bare area.

     "I c-could have s-sworn.. shi-" she was about to swear when Michael showed up.

     "Ashley! Thank God," he said, running up to her and throwing his arms around the girl, causing her to blush.

     "M-Michael, have you seen Lilith? After t-the static man, so m-much happened, I'm worried f-for her," Ashley said so quickly the boy could barely comprehend it. He let go of her and held her at arm's length, still unsure at whether or not all this was real.

     "Don't worry, Ashley, I'm sure she can hold her own. I'm glad you're safe. Things happened to me too," He said, and she nodded. "I know she'll come here first, she'll want to know whether or not we were kept here. We should try to stay in the general area, alright?" The brown blonde haired girl nodded and sighed.

     "Ashley, Mike, thank the Lord you're okay," The two heard. They turned their heads to see a flash of red hair before they were both engulfed in a hug from the monotone girl.

     "Lilith!" Ashely exclaimed, hugging her back. Michael just accepted the hug, happy everyone was okay. After Lilith let go, they looked each other over.

     "Did anyone find the key?" Michael asked, and the two girls shook their head. Lilith then smiled.

     "I have one idea of where it could be, but its dangerous," Lilith said. Ashley furrowed her eyebrows.

     "W-where would murderers hide something i-important?" Ashley asked, pulling down the sleeves of her long sleeve shirt.

     "In an obvious spot. The clown has to have it, he has my bag, and my sketch book," Lilith stated, turning into a growl near the end. Michael had to admit, of all the scary things he's seen tonight, Lilith's expression when extremely angry had to be in the top five.

     "This is g-gonna suck, that's for sure," Ashley said, and Lilith nodded. The three made their way down the path, Lilith leading.

     "If we get split up, meet at the Ferris Wheel, it seems to be a safe spot," Lilith stated while walking.

     "Got it. By the way, don't go in the arcade, a guy named BEN is there, and.. yeah," Michael stated, and Lilith nodded.

     "You hear that Ashley? You didn't run into anyone too bad while we were running around, did you?" Lilith asked, and Ashley shivered.

     "A dog n-named Smile.. and his not s-so nice owner that tried to kill me for t-thinking he wasn't as scary as s-static man," Ashley said, giving Lilith a sad smile.

     "Jeff the Killer is here too? Man, they got the whole party together for us. Except for Ticci Toby and the other slender brothers, that's most of the popular humanoid pastas.." Lilith stated, "At least, on Slenderman's side.." She mumbled to herself, thinking as the other two followed her. Ashley sent a confused look as Michael, who gave Ashley a shrug in return.

     "Anyways, we have to get to the clown, last time I saw him he was in the big circus tent." With that they set out to the tent, hoping that none of the killers would make a reappearance, or possibly a few new people showing their faces.