He's laughing. He keeps laughing and laughing and laughing.
Around us there is only destruction from the laughing man.
I look at Cailyn and she looks at me with worrisome eyes.
How ever will we defeat the laughing man.
"Your days are numbered!" Yelled the laughing man with a crackle. "Or should I say seconds!"
The laugh pierces our ears.
Our ears are bleeding.
"I have a idea." I whispered to her.
I give her a gun and pick myself up.
"Shoot the bastard when you get the chance." I yell as I start running.
Laughing man, laughing man.
Please shut up laughing man.
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Short StoryThis is mostly going to be small things I'll write for other ideas I have. Be it to a second part to this book or 3 books I'm having ideas about.
