Deadly Forest •Creepypasta Inspired Book•

Chapter 3 Death

'2 years...she promised to come back but never did! Maybe she was just busy? Or Dad didn't let her?'

Starving for two years and barely clinging to life, Oscar went mad. He didn't trust anything only his thoughts. His mother never came back... little did he know Rose was murdered after she last talked to him. She had to be killed for giving birth to a monster...she didn't deserve it.

He only survived by killing rats and mice that scurried their way into the basement and water that dropped in through the small window at the very top of the room where you could only see the overgrowth of grass that covered it.

Oscar was thin. Like some sick reincarnation of jack skeleton. He was still the same height but his weight was almost nonexistent. His face was pale and sunken in. Like someone put latex over a prop skeleton. Eyes were dry and dull, hands bony and covered in blood from punching walls and the door.

Oscar looked up with the expression of someone who hasn't felt anything in a long time...he groaned and whispered something for just himself "well, I held on for a while didn't I?" His voice barley audible and dry. The smallest titter came from him and then....All the lights were gone.

A cackle came from the darkness that startled Oscar. He looked around for a person but everything was surrounded by darkness, like he was in an ocean of ink. "Who's there?" Oscar muttered. A deep toneless voice responded "I am what your kind call a demon but we prefer spirits." It paused and then suddenly a floating face came out of no where. It had white eyes and a glowing smile. The rest of it's face was hidden somehow blending in with the shadows around them. "I am looking for the others like me. Or at least looking for someone to wreck havoc on the many worlds with me. I want you to be that human to help me. No human has helped you before! You're perfect! So many reasons to destroy civilisations!" Oscar looked up and smiled. A huge grin that was only missing one tooth. He giggled and then responded "that would be splendid! But how will we get back to life. I am deceased!" The aforementioned spirit guffawed, startling Oscar with his sudden outburst of laughs. It responded quickly "I can do that easily! I am the spirit of death! I choose who dies~" A sudden burst of light filled the room like a flash bang was thrown threw the cloud of darkness.

Oscar groaned and looked around. The place looked so alien to him. There was grass and houses scattered around the place that outlined the road he was sat on. He was slouched down and his arm that was once gone was now there, but it had black stains on his arm. He didn't question it much. Oscar looked further and then he saw it...the tall pointed roof that held a bell, the huge doors that creaked when open...it was the church! He realised he was outside in the middle of his town. 'Go ahead...have some lunch~' that voice was heard again. Oscar got up slowly and spoke out loud for just himself to hear "Let's have some fun!"

Writers note:
555 words! I changed the ending since I was not satisfied with the outcome. So I hope this is a better ending for you guys <3 Also you do some homework and try and figure out what guffawed means! Though context probably helps haha