a series of stories

bad end

*A/N : before this starts im going to warn you that this story has a topic of gore and cannibalism, sorry but i am warning you. If you dont like dont read.*

Liam sighs watching the moon rise through the trees as he leans againts a tree, the stars shining bright as he remembers that day's events.

the man's wicked grin as he raises the gun at him, hesitating slightly about shoting. The man's crazed eyes scaning him, looking for any fear.

"do you not fear death?" He laughs manicaly.

Liam shakes his head, riding the thoughts that are trapped in his mind.

'I came here to get away, not let my thoughts drown me' he thinks to himself.

Liam shakes his head slightly as the wind picks up, messing up his dark hair. He closes his eyes while breathing in the fresh air around him. He calms himself before standing straight and stretching. He looks around worried about if he is being watched, once he thinks the coast is clear he begins to walk as quietly as he can through the woods.

Liam turns his head quickly due to hearing something. His heart rate picks up and he begins to run. His fear overtaking him, not wanting to be caught by the man he met previously.

"oh i cant wait to make you a puppet~" the man says, tracing his knife along his neck drawing some blood.

He runs faster hearing the man closing up on him. His heart beating out his chest as his lungs burn from less oxygen. He stops realising he reached the end of a cliff. He searches for a way to escape but cant find any. He looks behind him and his eyes widen.

"i found you~"

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Our main character, Liam woke up in a daze as he tries to move, seeing that it was almost impossible since his hands were tied behind his back to the chair he was sitting on. His senses heightened as he notices his ankles are tied to the legs of the chair, going into flight or fight mode. He frantically glances about, searching for some sort of hope, maybe a way out or a way to free him from his binds. He then notices that the room he was in had no windows and seemed to be caked in pitch darkness, the ceiling seemingly going on forever as it was also as dark as the walls. He squints his eyes to see if he can find anything else in the darkness, he takes note of a silver tray seeing for it to have medical equipment placed on the tray. His eyes widen slightly as he sees more clearly, there was so many things he didn't see before. Pools of blood decorated the floor, some seemed months old while some of it seemed to be maybe a day old.

Liam slouches as a wave of pain over takes him, he tries to remember how he got here in the first place.

"I found you~"

The same line rushes through his thoughts as he cringes from the horrible pain in his head that he has. 'Who was it who said that again?' He thinks as he tries to remember, but it just makes the pain in his head grow. He groans as he stops trying to remember, his mind fuzzy and he can't think straight. His wrists and ankles ache from how tight the ropes are ties around them. He feels a cramp coming up on his shoulder as he moved his neck to try to stretch his shoulder, but it doesn't work sadly.

Liam hears footsteps and looks towards the noise. He quietens his breathing before keeping a close ear out for the footsteps to leave, but the footssteps stop right in front of the room door. His heartbeat picks up rate and quickens as he tries not to have a panic attack.

"Im coming in~" a sickly sweet male voice is heard and the door opens to show a figure, they are wearing mostly black with their black hair its kinda hard to see their face but the most noticeable feature is the eyes. The seems to glow against the darkness of the room as they walk towards our character.

"I see you're awake! Oh goodie~" they laugh slightly before walking over to the tray. They seem to think about the perfect equipment to use, after a while they pick a scalpel up. "I'll use this to get to your heart~" their sickly sweet tone makes him have shivers down his spine.

"P-please.... don't." He chokes out in fear, his eyes widening as his heart beats faster and harsh against his rib cage.

"Oh.... well i was going to make you a puppet... but you seem to look delicious~" thats when he realised the person in front of him was some sort of cannibal and he can't get out of this. He tears up and his muscles tighten.

The figure starts to laugh manically as they lean back the chair our character is in before tracing the scalpel along his chest. "You have gotten the bad ending sweetheart~" they say before plunging the scalpel in his chest causing him to squirm and scream out in pain.

They somehow keep our character alive before ripping his hear out and watching it beat its last. They go to put the heart in their mouth.

" hehe.... delicious~"