Laughing Jack

Chapter 17

Me and Jack were preparing dinner after the rough night that we had. "So... Is Sally a creepypasta as well?" I asked Jack. "Well, it does seem like she's... er... 'special'." "Is that a yes or a no?" "It's a yes. I know a lot more, too. Jack and I aren't the only two creepypasta's, at least not any more." A small voice replied. I turned around to see Sally standing by the kitchen table. "Oh... Hi, Sally. Sorry about that, we uh... didn't think that you would hear." Jack said. "It's fine. I'm used to it by now." I started to walk towards Sally. "Are you really a little girl, or are you just trapped in that body?" I asked her. "I... I don't know. Sometimes I feel like I actually am a little girl, but other times I just want to tear myself out of this 'costume'. But I can't because it's my real skin." Sally was starting to look sad. "I see. Do you want to help me and Jack make dinner?" There was a short pause. Sally looked at Jack, then at me. "Sure." We were all chatting awkwardly when I saw movement in the window from the corner of my eye. "Did you see that?" I asked. Jack and Sally looked at each other and then shook their heads no. "Alright. Well, I'm gonna go see if anything's there." I walked off towards the window, when it opened and someone crawled through. "WHAT THE HECK!? OH MY GOD!" I screamed. Jack and Sally were both in shock as we all watched the person get up and brush their clothes off. They had black boots on, with a pair of black pants and a trench coat. I looked up to his face and saw that... he didn't have one. He only had a mouth. "Rosalynn, back up and get behind me. You too, Sally." Jack said. "Now." The 'person' that had crawled through the window was now looking at me with a smirk on 'his' face. "Rose?" He said to me while reaching into his pocket. "What?" He pulled out a beautiful red rose with thorns from his pocket. "For you." He said while holding it in front of me. "Don't take it, Rosalynn. It's a trick. He's going to... do things to you. Bad things." Jack sternly said. "Take the rose. How faithful has Jack been to you, Rosalynn? I can be much more... fun." The man said. I started to back up. His smile faded, and he took a few steps towards me. I quickly made my way behind Jack before he got any closer. I felt something wrap around my ankle and leg. "What the... wait a second..." I felt my leg begin to tug towards the man as I struggled to keep myself behind Jack. "J-Jack! Help!" I managed to whimper. He whipped around and saw the tentacle wrapped around my ankle. He tried to grab it and pull it off, but another one sped around and slashed him across the face. More tentacles wrapped around my legs as I struggled to stand my ground. I felt a sharp sting, as if I had just gotten a shot from a needle. I looked down at my leg and saw that the rose had stabbed me with one of its several thorns. The man walked closer to me while smiling devilishly and picked up the rose. "It'll be over soon, my dear. There's no need to worry."