Lewis and Duncan heard Simon screaming inside his office. It was probably just another one of his prnks he plays on them all the time, so they ignored it and decided not to waste their time. Besides, they had important things to do like edit any creativity out of their videos. But there it was again, a scream for help. Lewis was about to go check on him but realized it was probably just to get attention and went back to editing the latest episode of Gmod. Then came the bloodcurdling screams of pure agony. These sounded far too real, Simon wasn't a very good actor and probably would never be able to fake a scream as convincing as that. Duncan could hear it too. That was a real scream. They rushed over to Simon's office as fast as they could but it took them awhile because it was all the way down the hall. The screaming abruptly stopped when Lewis and Duncan where about halfway down the hall. That couldn't be good... They ran at full speed to Simon's office but it was too late. When they got there Simon's murderers had already escaped and Simon's corpse was left lying there soaked in a pool of blood with cuts and wounds all over his body. His head was lying next to him on the floor. His eyes were staring off into space, expressionless and dead. "Oh god no! What happened! WHY!?" Lewis cried out. It wasn't real. It couldn't be! The writer surely wasn't this cruel! It had to just be some cruel joke! No... Simon simply wasn't dead. He couldn't be!
=Meanwhile...=
Skydoesminecrap was secretly watching this whole scene unfold. But this was too much even for him, he never intended for anyone to get KILLED, all he wanted was to make sure the Yogscast lost all their followers and become infamous. Oh well. He would just have to send in his evil friend Susan to murder the Yogscast with math. She could handle blood better, and she was used to murdering children every single day. May as well kill of the rest of the Yogs too...
=Back at Yogtowers=
Duncan couldn't believe his eyes. There was Simon, his friend, lying dead on the floor. Now, he was quicker to accept this fact than Lewis, but he still didn't entirely believe it was true. But no matter how much he told himself it was just a nightmare and he would wake up soon, he couldn't get rid of the feeling that this was real and that his friend really was gone forever. And he couldn't resist the overwhelming feeling of sadness. His eyes watered and a single tear rolled down his cheek. No, it wasn't real... But it really felt real. He was aware ofthe Kubler-Ross Model Of Grief and that the first stage was denial, and this is probably what made him believe it was true. He couldn't hold it in anymore, he started crying. It's going to be ok, it's going to be ok... He tried to comfort himself but inside he knew nothing was ok. He shouldn't be crying, he should just be thankful that he had wonderful friends. But the loss of Simon was horrible and it left a hole in his heart.
=What happened to Simon though??=
Simon's memories played before him. He wasn't entirely certian what was going on, but he WAS sure of one thing- He was dead. There had been these girls who had murdered him brutally... But the fact he was dead wasn't what bothered him. It was that he never had a chance to say goodbye to his friends. What were they thinking right now? Had they discovered he was dead yet? Did they even care? These thoughts were nagging at the back of his mind. He had no idea how long he had been dead for, whether it had been days or months or years. There was no way to tell time really. If it took the time he was alive to play all his memories then by the time it was over it would have been 36 years since his death. But was that how time worked in this place? Who knew? He was scared, alone, and afraid. Then, all of a sudden he felt different. He felt cold and he felt as if he was floating, he couldn't feel his feet touching the ground. He opened his eyes and noticed he was in his office again. But this time, something was different. He watched from the corner as Lewis and Duncan walked in and were horrified to find his corpse, headless and bloody, lying in the middle of teh floor. He didn't really want to see this, he didn't want to see how they reacted. He wished they could just forget about him and move on so he wouldn't have to watch them slowly go insane just like in every other fanfic. all he wanted to do was say goodbye to them... A single tear slid down his face, knowing he could never talk to his friends again, or record videos, or play games. He was utterly alone.
Like it so far? I'll add more blood later. Don't you worry ;D
