Unknown Hybrid

The menu of a madman

Mary suddenly stops talking her eyes widen in shock as if she's just realized something that she regrets. I want to ask her what's wrong, but my mind is already to jumbled up trying to put together the story I was just told and I'm afraid if I ask she might tell me another story. Then I'll end up even more confused. J looks from Mary to me then back to Mary again with a look of worry on his face. Just then Tyke taps my shoulder cautiously I look over and he points over to Kylia as if to say she's trying to tell me something. I may have forgotten to mention this before but I did silently thank any gods out there that I had been taking sign language as one of my extracurricular classes at school since the beginning of middle school, so I could understand most of what she was saying. So I look from Tyke to Kylia we made eye contact then she began signing to me, 'are you her' I'm confused for a second I sign 'who are you talking about'  'you know' she looks at me with a expression that said OMG SHE'S DUMB when all she saw was more confusion cross my face. She rolled her eyes at me and looked away as if she was saying this conversation is over if that's what you could consider a conversation. J gives me another uneasy look then says in this deep, smooth voice that I would not have put to him, "we're all confused now let's just... go to bed now maybe we'll be able to sort this out in the morning... but not now." I lay down on the cold ground as he says that using my bag as a pillow and the world went dark again.
I woke up to the sweet smell of the morning dew and for a second I could believe I was home. Then I remembered all that had happened and my mind only filled with more questions. I looked over to the others they were still sleeping I knew I should leave before they woke up to avoid having more questions about myself than before. I felt bad just leaving then like that they were nice to me and they hadn't shunned me like everyone else had, but I knew if I stayed it would make their lives harder. So I reached into my bag pulling out the journal I had with me and a pencil that was in the bag. I quickly wrote them a small thank you note...my mom always told me to thank people when they did something nice because you don't know when or if you'll ever see them again. I ripped the page out of the journal as quietly as I could placing it where I know they would find it along with some of the last of my food and one of the disposable water bottles I had. I knew I shouldn't have been giving out my supply's like that but I also knew they needed it more than me. So I left it there... and walked away to explore more of the city. Hopefully today I could find somewhere to get supplies where I wouldn't be shunned away from. A place that hopefully didn't have a rule about being dirty or not cause back home there were a few places like that if you walked in and you smelled extremely bad or you were just all together disgusting you wouldn't be allowed in. Something about it scaring away customers. I hadn't showered in a few days and with all that I've been through in the past few days I'm pretty sure I looked and smelled terrible.
It had been hours since morning and I didn't think it could get hotter out here I still had no luck getting in anywhere to get supplies. I was about to give up when I saw a peculiar looking building with big light up signs around it saying -HARLEYS HARDY MEALS- everyone seemed to be avoiding it which was probably a bad sign, but I was to hot to bother thinking about that. I walked into the building surprised that the door didn't suddenly close locking me out. I looked around the entire room was made out of polished wood like the inside of a crackle barrel restaurant back home. Suddenly a man appeared in front of me startling me a bit. "Nice to meet you buttercup I'm Harley of Harleys Hardy Meals what would you like" he grabs my arm before I could say anything and pulls me to a table sitting me down giving me a menu. Immediately I see somethings wrong the man kept going on and on about what I could have to eat he seemed a bit to excited to have a customer. I studied the menu noticing splotches of red a over it and it smelled kind of irony. Mr. Harley must have noticed me paying more attention to it and said, "Do you like it?" I was surprised by this and finally took the time to look at him. He wasn't a small man he... well I guess he was a bit short he didn't tower over me like most people did but what I mean is he was really buff even with his nice tailored black suit you could just tell he was muscular. His outfit kind of reminded me of Jesse's but more put together not as relaxed. He was extremely pail like he never went outside and his golden blonde hair was cut as if he gave a 5 year old scissors and told them to go to town. His eyes had to be the creepiest thing about him they were pure black with a small ring of pure red around the pupil and they seemed to tear into the very soul of whoever he looked at. "W-What do you mean?" I asked nervously. He just gave me the psychotic smile and said, "how would you like to die?" My eyes widen more if possible at this point. He reaches over to the menu and pulls out the paper full of menu items revealing a list of possible ways to die. At this point I know I'm done here I put down the menu and try to get out of my seat but he grabs my shoulder forcing me back into my seat.

"Wait you still haven't decided yet, buttercup."
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I hope you liked it and I'm sorry for not posting in a while.