Cut's Misfortune

Chapter 3: The new world.

One month later

Its been a long month since cut and abbey have seen the island again, They've spent their last month in the thier pretty secure bunker.

After watching the night of the living sled for the fifth time it came to cut that he was bored, Immensely bored, He would probably go insane of he was to watch ot for the sixth time.

He looked at abbey, It was relatively early so she was still sleeping.

He decided to venture into the island again.

He opened the hatch and climbed outside, Locking it as he left.

He saw the fresh blood trail that the flipper had left, He then looked around the cove, It was ruined.

There was a sinister big cloud blocking all sunlight from entering any part of the island, This was not the island he remembered.

He entered the forest, It seemed to be relatively normal, Just dark really.

He then walked into the plaza, There was a fire in a bin, Graffiti on the puffles and there was already signs of decay.

He went into the snow forts, Where the shutdown began. It had changed!
It was now the normal snow forts and not what it had been.

Cheering and shouting could be heard from the town.

Curiously he waddled into the town, Surprisingly it was in decent shape.
A light blared from the coffee shop.

Cut now had the biggest smile one his face.
"Survivors! They might help me!"
He thought to himself.

He was incredibly eager to enter the coffee shop, Then he turned around. This wasn't the safe haven he dreamed of. It was a filthy, Stained bar. His smile disappeared.

The penguins all started at him.
He was fresh meat.

He didn't have to courage to go back outside, Scared of what happened he sat down at the counter. It was like he could feel the glare of all the other penguins on him, It made him feel uncomfortable but he knew he had to stay.

He turned to the bartender
"O-o-one cream soda please."
He said weakly

He was looking like prey at this point.

The bartender gave him a funny look and so did the other penguins, but the bartender handed him his drink.

"It's on the house, Only this one though."
The bartender said.

About three punk looking penguins rise from the couch and walk quite close to cut

"How much do you think he will sell for?"
One asks, His voice is quite slimey.

"Not much, Looks weak"
Another replies with

They all approach cut slowly, Cut doesn't turn around but hears the sound of a metal pipe being pulled out.

Another penguin is heard approaching. "Hey, Knock it off, You can tell the poor guys new, Nobody needs any kidnapping shit, Not after the last time."

Cut sighs a sigh of relief, He is happy this penguin just saved him.

He turns around to thank the penguin, The penguin wears walking boots, A black coat and a red motorcycle helmet. He turns to cut.

"You new here pal?"
He says, His voice seems welcoming.

"Yeah, The island sure has changed."
Cut replies.

"Tell me about it." The penguin turns his glare to another group of penguins talking. "Tell you what, Let's get outta here, Something bad is gonna happen."

"Alright." Cut gets up and the pair head into the town. "Say I didn't get your name." Cut says.

"My name's hugh jass." The penguin says "Hugh jass?"

The penguin chuckles
"I thought you see though that, My name's red!"