"Please, Michael we are trying to help you"
I squirmed under their hold. Everything felt cold and damp. The smell of disinfectant and medications made me nauseas. Images of masks and guns swirl their way through my mind. "PLEASE!" I scream.
I look at the figures in front of me. One with red hair and a yellow mask, one with a zombie like mask, and one in a pair of sunglasses. All three of them had a gun pointed to my head, I don't think I've felt real fear until this moment.
I cried as I heard the figures talking. They were going to kill me, I was almost certain. Suddenly I heard a blast, I instantly recognized it as a ray gun. What surprised me was that I didn't feel any pain.
I looked up from my knees and I saw draculoids shooting at the three, a wave of relief washed over me. I was saved.
"It's okay Michael. We are here to help you"
I looked at Korse with an emotionless stare. For some odd reason I feel like I've known him for a long time, like an old friend I can trust no matter what. "Thank you" I said.
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LONELY ROAD | PETEKEY
FanfictionDanger Day's fic You've heard of the legendary four Killjoys that spend their time, racing death out on the zones. Are you ready to meet a couple more of them?
