It's been a few months. Matt hasn't been in town ever since. People have been wondering where he is. Planning on torture and hopefully. Death.
Matts P.O.V
I made it through the forest. I just have to walk down the hill. Hopefully no one knows what's happened.
I thought to myself as I looked at the town under the dull moonlight. As I made my way down. I heard footsteps. I looked around. Nothing. I shrugged it off and continued. As I made it to halfway. I saw two eagle like eyes staring into my soul from a bush. I realised who it was. I sprinted. I didn't care that I was going towards the lake and not the town, as long as I could get away from him.
Several minutes of chasing later
I made it to town. A few shops were still open. I made my way to the first one, an ornament shop run by an elderly couple. They make all kinds of decorations for your home, from Easter to New Years, they make everything. As well as a few non seasonal decorations. I went in to buy a dream catcher.
"Hey Ms. Perkon could I buy something real quick-" I was cut off by a dagger thrown at me. Luckily it missed and It hit the door. I turned and saw both of them holding knife's.
Nobody's P.O.V
"Alright whipper-snapper. What do you want? After all we did for you and your parents. You kill them. Our only protection from the outside world. WHY SHOULD WE LET YOU STAND HERE WITHOUT A PUNISHMENT!?"
Matt looked. Defeated, confused and lifeless. And within a second. His eyes. Lost its colour. They became dull grey eyes.
"So your emotionless now. Heh, we don't give two cruds. Now, stay still as we give you your punishment." with that being said. The elderly couple threw their knife's, as Matt stood still and took it all.
One hour later
Matt walked out. With a dream catcher, some bread and a toy car, not any old toy car, the model of a 67' Ford Mustang Fastback. He had a few stab wounds on his chest while a giant knife blade sticking out of his arm.
Well. Might as well get used to being tortured. Matt thought as he lit a cigarette.
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Yes he now smokes.
And yes he's emotionless.
And yes I referenced an actual car bc Idgaf
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A Messed Up Kid, In A Messed Up World
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