I woke up feeling sore. My eyes still hurting me from the nurse's operation. A burden's lifted. He's dead. I walked downstairs, my fists bleeding from that merciless execution, "X, you okay, sweetie?" Ann asked.
"Just sore, that's all. I had a nightmare. Been having a lot of them, actually."
"Ever since he entered."
"Yeah. Ever since Zalgo came, the nightmares have been worse."
"X, don't worry. I'm sure nothing physical happened. Come to think of it, I have been a bit weird lately." I shrugged it off and went into the forest. I sat near the lakefront, watching over the river, twirling my knife in case I get jumped.
I heard a rustle in the bushes.
"I know you're there, Jeff. Stop trying." And just like that, I felt a piercing pain in my arm. I looked down, only to see a little girl, ferociously biting my arm. She let go and just ran into the forest as fast as possible. I ran after her with my bleeding arm, and when I mean ran, I ran through the trees. She disappeared. "Shit. Better let Ann see this."
Nurse Ann's office...
"Oh shit." She kept sowing and taking out bitten flesh from my body.
"How bad is it?"
"Bad."
"I'm still wondering who bit me."
"What did she look like, X?"
"She looked almost like Sally, but with red eyes, demonic teeth, half a horn and she's very fast."
"Oh shit. X, you're fucked."
"What do you mean?"
"That was Zalgo's daughter. Lazari. And her bite is deadly."
"X, you're gonna survive that bite, you should've seen mine." EJ rolled up his sleeve and had the exact same scar.
"Yeah. She did that the first day she came here. So don't expect anything new."
"What should I expect?"
"Vomiting, a very high fever, your body becomes bed ridden, shit like that."
"Oh fuck."
"Yeah it was that bad when I had it, I was literally out of it when I got bit by her."
Weeks later, I was in very bad shape, EJ was right, very bad fever and vomiting my guts out.
"How are you feeling, X?" Sally walked in.
"Not good, pumpkin. Looks like I'll be here for a while. Sorry."
"Is he gonna be okay, Nurse?" Ann was closely monitoring me as she was ready to spring into action.
"He will, dear, he just needs lots of rest, okay?"
"Okay!" And Sally skipped out of my room happily.
"How bad is it, doc?"
"Not too bad, lucky you're still alive after that bite."
"Well damn. Funny enough, Ann, I've heard everyone's origins except yours."
"You'll get that someday, cutie." She muttered under her breath.
"What was that?"
"Nothing, you'll get my story someday."
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The Executioner (A Creepypasta Origin) (RE-HORRORED)
Horreur"I. Am. Him." he whispered in a singsong tone. I hid in the closet as I feared I was next. Meet the newest member of the Pastas. The Executioner. Hear his origin, his story on how he became a creepypasta.
