Sorry it's been a while, guys. I have a couple accounts, and forgot the password to this one. Anyway, you don't want my excuses, because if you have read this far, you want Ezra.
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Huh. Your a good guesser. The second we stepped out, his Ugliness was upon us. I stepped back, only to find Gau and She Who Must Not Be Named gone. I grabbed a nearby weapon, which, unfortunately for me, was a garbage can lid. I scanned the desolate lot for any sign of help, or any chance of escape. I glanced downward, only to see that my impressive shield had been shredded to ribbons.
Niro (Niros?) had begun his approach, pressing my back to the wall. Just as I was about to fall to my knees and beg for a quick death, Mysterio materialized behind him. In each hand, she wielded a serrated knife, yet she mimicked a statue, standing perfectly still. At this point I could feel, and smell (ugh), Niros breath on me.
Like the blur of Barry Allen, she suddenly jerked to life, whipping around with her blades, tearing out the left eye if one head, and the right of the other, leaving their outer sides a blind spot.
Me being me, I fled to a nearby shed, underneath the radio house. The lights were out, so I couldn't see a thing. My only chance was t-
Craaaaaaacckkk!
A loud splintering noise rung through the air, and I wasn't positive who I wanted it to be; scary demon coach, or scarier demon coach killer. I decided that who I really wanted right about now was my mommy.
The window above me shattered, splaying shards of glass across the ground. I huddled in the corner, attempting to muster the courage of what had been flung through. When I did, I instantly regretted it. A severed hand lay in the middle of the floor, in it clutched a single object: a serrated knife.
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I screamed in what could only be described as a bloodcurdling screech. There goes any chance of escape. I pivoted sideways, looking for a glimmer of hope, only to be disappointed at the darkness that covered the whole shack.
A strangled grunt came from the outside. I curled up as best I could, attempting to disappear. Maybe he didn't know I was in here? Of course he knew! How could he not after I screamed like that. I decided my self inflicted punishment could wait until later.
The door creaked open. I could a single, shiny black shoe. A second one appeared beside it. The lights flickered to life, revealing not He With Personality Disorder, but a blue uniformed officer. She glanced around the shack before her eyes fell on me. I had enough time to notice that the floor was now missing a very important detail; the hand. It was simply gone, without a trace. The officer beckoned for me to stand up. I obliged.
It wouldn't be worth protesting, I thought as she cuffed me, she wouldn't believe me anyway. She gave me a solemn look and shut the car door. The whole ride home, I wondered exactly what had happened, and what I saw.
I stepped through the front door to my house. My mother looked bewildered after the officer told her where I'd been.
I walked past her and straight to my room, not wanting to think about the events prior. But that was too much to hope for.
I hadn't been lying in bed five minutes before a rapping sound came from my door. It was closely followed by the jiggling of my knob as she realised I had locked it.
"Ezra Palletstone, open this door right now, before I unscrew its hinges!"
Not wanting to make her any more upset, I unlocked it, only to be greeted by her beet-red face.
"What were you thinking? Do you realize how many different laws you broke in going there alone?! What could possibly motivate you to... to..."
She trailed off, as if something obvious had dawned on her. She suddenly got a sad look in her eyes, as if this brought up bad memories.
"Ezra, I am going to ask you a serious question here, and if anything remotely weird happened, you have to tell me, OK?"
After a five second period of considering whether to be a good, honest, Christian son, or to lie to her. The latter option was seeming more and more preferable.
"No"
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