The Lost Jammer

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(Warning!!! This contains gore and suicide, if you do not like what was mentioned, I suggest you turn back now... before its too late >:D)

You have just came out of Jammart clothing and you are not sure what to do next. After all, there is no important business stuff you have to do. So you enter your den to try on your outfit what you bought.
// minutes later //
You decide you wanted to go and trade because you are getting sick of some items what you had. So you went to Jamaa Township. Despite being in Aldan, the most popular world, there was no one there. You heard faint screams and whispering. Then, everything was silent. You could hear and feel your heart almost pounding out of your chest. Just then, a figure walks up to you. It appeared to be a slim, black furred, spine-chilling beedy eyes and a twisted mental smile. You slowly back away, intimidated what you have just seen. You decide to run to your den, you count to three in your head and run as fast as you have ever ran to your den then you lock it, hoping he wont come back.
// day 2 //
You are still afraid of what you had seen yesterday. You decide to make a masterpiece. So you head off to Coral Canyons. And like before, no one was here. But this time there was blood pouring down the rocky dusty steps and corpses of innocent-looking animals. You walk into the Art Studio, hoping that what you saw back then was just a dream.
// after making a masterpiece //
You feel weak and shaky, unable to call for help. Suddenly, the same figure you feared yesterday was standing there.. staring at you menacingly. Tears fill your eyes as you grab a sharp, small and dusty rock as you placed it to your neck and stabbed it in your throat. Blood trickled down your wound as you gasp for air. You would rather commit suicide then die by a....
Lost
Jammer

The end.








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