Story 3: Choice #1

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You decided to ask her why she's out here.

"Hey, kid. Why're you out-" You tried to get the question out, but she cut you off.

"We're friends, right?" She asked.

You looked at her weirdly.

Uh... Yeah, kid, sure," You say. She nods. She mutters to herself. You shift awkwardly from leg to leg. You decided to speak up again.

"Hey, kid. Why are you out here alone?" You asked. She looked up at you slowly. She smiled.

You could see her face clearly, now. Her eye was solid red. Like it was bloodshot, or a vessel broke. Your eyes widened, when you saw that she only had one eye. They other one looked like it had been gouged out, or something of the sort.

"Dude... Kid, We need to get you to a hospital, stat," You said. She shook her head.

"He said that we shouldn't," The kid said. Your eyes narrowed.

"Who?" You asked. She was clearly alone, unless...

Oh no... You've seen enough horror movies to know where this was going.

You turned to run, but you felt something pull you back.

She had now ripped her self out of the straight jacket. The sleeves were ripped apart, and the locks were broken. A painfully wide smile adorned her pale face. Her one eye wide open. Her gouged out eye was no longer empty, but it now held a pitch black void, that had a spark of red in the center. Something other than blood was now dripping from her eye. It looked to have a thicker consistency. It was pitch black.

All you could do was stare in horror as the black ooze started to become corporeal.

The humanoid thing stood at least eight feet in height. It was solid black. The eyes were white, but they looked kind of like a diamond star, but with six points. There was black lines connecting the points. The thing's mouth was a jagged white line, and it's head held a crown of horns, that pointed everywhere. To your horror, the thing split in half, creating a black and a white. The white one's eyes were black. Kind of like Ying and Yang. The white one stood taller than the black one, at about nine feet tall. Instead of being solid white, it had black marks in areas of it's body. It also had a pair of horns. They pointed outwards, with branches shooting out in every direction.

You tried to move, but you were still being held in place. The girl spoke up.

We're still friends, right? You said we were friends," She said. She sounded... Somewhat giddy. She started to giggle uncontrollably. She abruptly stopped, staring at you. Her wide smile never faded.

"Friends don't run away," She said. The two things took a step toward you. You took a step back at the same time. A horrified look appeared on your face.

You teared up.

"Please. Don't hurt me," You plead. The white one let out a horrifying laugher that sounded like gurgled choking.

"We're not going to hurt you, dear," It whispered in your ear.

"We're going to kill you," The three of them laughed.

You fell to the ground. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest. You were pretty sure they could hear it.

You blacked out.

You felt a bright light gathering in your eyes. You opened them, squinting them a bit to block some of it out. You were laying on the same street as before.

You rubbed your eyes, and looked around. You saw the little girl standing in front of you with a kind smile on her face. You could see the other eye. You blinked, confused.

She held out her hand, motioning for you to take it.

You took it hesitantly. She helped you stand up. You brushed off the dirt on you, and looked around.

You got scared.

This time you saw them. The 'shadows'. There were at least twenty of them. You looked at the child. The sweet, kind smile was still there.

"So, kid, where am I?" You asked. She giggled.

"The same place you died, silly," She said, as if it was obvious. Your eyes widened more, if that was even possible.

"I. Died?!" You said, shocked. She nodded.

"And I killed you," She said. You took a step back.

You felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned around.

You saw the black creature from before.

"You're one of us, now,"

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