Ticci Toby's unknown childhood friend.(Finished For Now)

My Time Behind Bars ends in me becoming a creepypasta part three

I took the gun from the women, it looked so nice it was going to help me teach people what happened to those who kept Toby away from me.

I walked out of the room, the guard spotted me. It was to late tho I shot him dead. Then another and another. The pretty red lights where going and a loud sound was ringing all over. It was making people run around. I like it, it made things more fun.

One after another I dropped them like flys. People where now running away from me. I guess they finally figured out what they did wrong and were now trying to avoid punishment. More fun for me

Click click

I looked at the prisoner I had pinned in a chair. "Oh dear would you look at that.the bullets are all gone I'm sorry" I saw a tears come from her eyes and a small smile was on her face.

"but don't worry I know another way" before she could scream I took her head and CRACK she went still.

I then heard a bang then felt pain in my arm. I looked and saw a guard shaking in his boots with a gun in hand.

I smiled at him, "dont worry I'll play with you too!"

I took the chair, the dead body falling out and chucked it at him, he doged, I charged, he looked up only in time for me to see the fear in his eyes then CRACK and he fell I took the gun from him and put mine in his head then smiled I heard running I'm guessing around 10. I could just imagine what it would feel like to kill them to give them what they deserve. I heard a sound coming from me, it sound  like laughter, but it was something a little more... Pleasing to hear, it felt good.

The sound of screaming echoed in the hall. 10 I knew for sure left to go before I could start painting this place in wonderful red. I thought of a song while I was hunting, might as well let them know how badly they messed up for keeping me here. I'll give them a childish count down.

1 little 2 little 3 little dead ones.

I was running

4 little 5 little 6 little dead once

I was searching

7 little 8 little 9 little dead ones

I sang as I looked then I head them.

Soon to be 10 little dead ones, gone.

I walked into the open jail cell and locked eyes with the scared guard. He was throwing things at me trying to keep me away but I just laughed. I shot him in the knee with the gun.

The man scremed crumpling to the floor and clinging to his hurt lag, "silly gueard dont you guys know its better to ame for the knees" I smiled and shot the other on he screams sobing trying to crawl further from me "its harder for people to get away, now tell me where might I find the keys" I said coming closer to the man.

The man was crying to hard to make much sence but he did through his keys at me, so I assumed he was who I truly needed. Not serprising the one with the most security accese, is the most cowardly. I hate cowards, I shot him in the head ending his senseless blubbering. Now to start painting.

The keys took me to many rooms to color but I soon found my way to the outside,and sure enough there were people trying to hide from me. Stray guards and prisoners whos only defence was the zappy thing on there belts and there hands. Not much help at long distence. One by one they fell to me. One by one they painted the ground red. And one by one they gave me more ways to paint the place into a more beautiful place.

As I painted, I could hear something that wasn't people nore was it the alarm, it was a sound of a faint static~
I raised my head too look out the gates to the surrounding outside lands andnfor a second I could have sworn I saw a man in a black suit. And was as white as snow. Strange thing tho I vpuldnt see his face from where I stood but when I looked away to rub my eyes and look back the man was gone.

Who was that man?....Does he like red?

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Haha haha I finally finished this chapter!!! Ive actually had this chapter done since 2017 just needed to fixe it a bit but hey better late then never. I know its not lomg I plan to maybe go back and add some more murder to it. We will have to see. I do hope this is okay.