Scars(sad tomtord story)

chapter 2

Matts POV

Tom mashed the a button as his character on the screen shot mine.

"Ah! Why'd you shoot me!? We're on the same team! I'm dead now!" I shouted.

"Oh, oops." Tom chuckled.

I sighed, waiting for Edd and Tom to die already since I couldn't respawn.

"I'm gonna go get something to eat in the kitchen." I said.

Edd and Tom ignored me. At least I think that's their names.

Oh well.

I got up and walked to the kitchen. I opened the fridge, and looked for something eatable.

I sighed, as there were only Smirnoff, cola, and a few other things that I couldn't name.

"I'm going to the store, see ya Tim! Bye Edward!" I yelled, as I put my beenie on.

(It's winter btw)

Yet again, they still didn't listen.

I shrugged it off as I walked out the front door.

I hummed as I walked down the sidewalk.

Suddenly, I got this thought of Tord.

I sighed as I entered the store.

"Hmm, let's see, bacon, cola(for Edd of course), more bacon, new mirror, more novelty toys.... I think that's it!" I got a shopping cart and took off.

Once I got everything I needed, I headed home.

As I was on my way back, I saw a strange person, with

Green skin...

"ZOMBIE!!!!!!" I ran for the house, zombies everywhere!

I ran into the house, slammed the front door, and locked all 15 locks....

Wait a minute.. When did we get that many locks?

I shrugged it off like always.

"GUYS!" I yelled.

Edd flinched. "Oh, Matt... When did you leave?"

"I've been gone, and there z-z-z-z"

Edd looked at me. "What's that? Harley's stuck in the well?"

I shook my head.

"ZOMBIES ARE OUTSIDE! FOR LIKE THE 100TH TIME!"

"Nonsense, the only thing that comes out of your mouth," Tom rudley said "it's probably the game getting the best of ya!"

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????'s POV

Thump!

"Aw shit!" My head is throbbing right now.

"Where the hell am I?" I looked around.

Pitch black.

I tried to stand up but I was stopped by a surface above me.

I felt all around around me, I was in some sorta box.

But that wasn't gonna stop me!

I took a random gun out of my pocket, and shot up.

A small whole was formed by the bullet.

I looked threw it to see day light, and that I wasn't that deep underground-

"Underground?!"

I kicked another hole in the wood.

Eventually I got a hole big enough to crawl out of.

(That's a pretty small hole then)

To be continued..