Crynime: Encryption

Chapter 34: An Enemy Hidden Whithin the Shadows

"Ken!? What the he** are you doing here!?"

"CRY!? The heck!?"

Cry let his sword disappear as he helped Ken up onto his feet.

Ken poked at the other.

"What happened to that sword? Are you even Cry--gasp! You must be some evil spirit that's trying to persuade me to follow you into a dark place where I'll get killed by pretending to be one of my best friends!"

Cry sweatdropped.

"Dude. Chill."

Ken continued to look at the other with suspicious eyes, puffing his cheeks out like an indignant child.

Cry sighed and scratched his head, turning away from the other as he spoke monotonously.

"Welp. If you want to get killed by Slendy, be my guest; you don't need to follow me."

Ken paled.

"BWAAAH! Cry! Don't leave meeeee! Why would Slendy be here anyways!?"

Underneath his mask, Cry was smirking mischievously; he sighed softly and stopped walking away.

'I guess that's enough with the teasing...' "Come on, Ken."

The darker-haired brunet sniffled and pouted.

"You're so mean sometimes, Cry."

The brunet merely chuckled as he lit the way with his left hand, which was coated with blue lightning.

<<(With Snake & Scott)>>

"What's wrong, Snake-a**? Why did we stop?"

The said brunet was looking to the right, inclining his head slightly.

"....A scream. Male--despite the girly pitch." Scott raised an eyebrow as Snake continued to speak in clipped sentences. "Someone new, but someone we know."

Scott let a tick mark appear on his head.

"I hate it when you talk in riddles--USE ENGLISH, SNAKE-A**!"

The brunet ignored the other as he walked in the direction he heard the scream from.

"Oi!"

Scott quickly jogged after the other; the green ghosts continued to float around them.

<<(With Russ & Felix)>>

Russ resisted the urge to use his powers--Bucking Bronco--to lift Pewds ten feet into the air before slamming him back down to the earth.

"RUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSS, I SWEAR THAT SLENDY WAS STANDING RIGHT THERE! Bro, he's going to eat us alive while using his tentacles to rip us to pieces--!"

Bonk!

There were multiple tick marks on Russ's head as he looked at Felix's steaming head with indifference.

"Please stay silent for at least five f****** seconds."

Pewds pouted as he nursed his throbbing lump on his head, but he held his tongue.

Russ sighed in relief at the silence as they walked through the yellow containers.

The brunet's eyes landed on a piece of paper that was stuck to one of the oil tanks; he grimaced slightly.

Russ motioned for Pewds to come closer; the brunet didn't want to lose a friend because of his own carelessness. The Slenderman could be nearby for all they could know.