Just A Glitch

Chapter 29

Writer's POV:
      You slowly open your eyes, noticing you're wrapped around darkness, with only a dim lightbulb hanging above your head. The rest of the room is dark and quiet, and you just sat there, on a wooden   almost rotten   chair. Your eyes scanned the room, trying to make out whatever could be out of your sight. You heard a few door slams in the distance, and low chattering too. You look around cautiously, trying to not let whatever is out there to know you're awake. You couldn't remember anything at all, just that you somehow got here after you and BEN tried having some time alone. 

  You sighed, looking around the room. It was all just pitch black. You couldn't make out a thing, just a small circle, which you were sitting in. You tried inching your way to the side, trying to find some kind of way out. With each small jump you made the chair do, the more noise it made. You shut your eyes shut and winced, trying to not be caught because of the noise. Your thoughts   which were obviously interrupted   stopped filling your brain at the sound of a loud door slam. You sat, frozen in place, not daring to move or even look behind you to see whose footsteps were approaching you.

   "ハァッ、逃げるだろうか?(1)," the stranger muttered in a language you couldn't understand. The stranger spun you around, making you come face-to-face, no   face-to-mask   with a person who seemed to like the color black and white. You tried making out an eye color behind the mask, but it was too dark. The person chuckled, "君は逃げよう時が楽しいよ(2)." You grunted, trying to scoot back away from him. "I don't know what you're saying," you spat at him. He casually stared at you, as if you had said nothing at all and as if you weren't tied up. "Why am I here," you broke the silence. He never bothered to speak for a few minutes, "君は我輩の犠牲者。と言った、我輩は君が苦しむするつもりだ。(3)" 

    You let out a sigh, noticing this was obviously going nowhere.

BEN's POV:
   I panted, "JEFF, FUCKING HELP ALREADY." He just stared, as if he was trying to figure something out. That's not my problem, I'm trying to save my dead ass here!

   I glanced to my shoulder, and of course, that strange being was still there, chasing me. I groaned. If it's not for my wound, I'd fight it back easily. I quickened my pace, hoping for that wide eye to be quick and help. "Jeff!" I called again as I descended the trees, branches by branches. I looked back again, checking on the thing. Surprisingly, it was still chasing me, faster from before. When does this creature give up?! I thought to myself.

   And that was when the serial killer appeared between me and that thing. My eyes widened, a bit taken aback, but then quickly reverted back to its usual narrow ones. I landed on the ground casually with my feet and turned my head to the Jeff and The Rake. They were standing on two different branches, and the mood around them was tense. Even I can feel it from here.

   Like a bomb that just exploded, they suddenly fought without warning. I watched them silently, waiting for Jeff to finish off that thing. Jeff is strong, I know that. He's a creepypasta, after all. But he was also having a great trouble, I can see it from here, the fact that he was twitching and his cheek bleeding because of The Rake. The Rake made a few scratches on Jeff's cheek, while Jeff made a few stabs on The Rake's body.

   Soon, Jeff had taken over the battle. The Rake fell to the ground with one of his leg limp; it tried to stand up, but its attempt was futile. Jeff had landed on the ground swiftly, a few meters in front of the thing. I walked up to him, holding my wound and nudged him. "What the heck?"

   "It was just having fun. It didn't want any fights," Jeff shrugged. "I don't feel guilty for hurting him though." This earned a growl from The Rake. I shook my head. Then something popped up on my mind. I looked up to Jeff, pointing to the thing that is standing a few meters from us, as I whispered to him, "do you think it knows where Zalgo's place is...?" 

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Guide:
(1) "Trying to run away, huh?"
(2) "It's more fun when you're trying to run away."
(3) "You are my victim. With that said, I am going to make you suffer."