"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃". [ DISCONTINUED. ]

「𝐎𝐍𝐄」: "𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐎𝐍?!"

ᴏᴍɴɪsᴄɪᴇɴᴛ
𝙾𝙽𝙴: "𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺 𝙸𝚂 𝙶𝙾𝙸𝙽 𝙾𝙽?"

        QUITNESS WENT THROUGH THE mansion. All of the men where in deep slumber for the rest of the night after the purple moon came about. Sleeping through the night until the sun came up anytime now...

Disoriented, a drowsy kentrell tossed and turned. Something didn't feel right to him, hazel orbs slowly opening to see he was in a dark room with barely any light shining through. Pitch dark, he felt under him what appeared to be a cloth on concrete?

Sitting up yawning,  tired. Trying to remember what happened last night because he couldn't remember anything. Thinking he was crashing at friends house again and passed out on the floor.

Staying still everything around him felt..different.

Rubbing his eyes, heart speeding up. Suspicion started kicking in instantly, feeling his feet he didn't have shoes on. Quickly standing up, he felt around for a light thinking he was still at a friends house so when he thought he got to the switch and didn't feel nothing a loud groan came from the floor when he stepped on something.

"The hell.."

Going to the middle of the room more careful because he knew it was a person who just made that sound. Feeling for a string, he pulled it. The light cut on and his now tired orbs fully adjusted to everything.

"Aht Aht, Where tha' fuck am i?!"

Eyes getting big when he saw he was in a cellar with niggas he didn't know and a black panther, stumbling back a bit until he was falling on top of somebody.

"Who-Who is you?!" Brownskin that he fell on quickly pushed him off and pulled his gun from his pants and quickly aimed it at kentrell's temple and didn't hesitate to take a shot. Loud sound ringing through the room waking everybody up.

Kentrell groaned of pain when this dude put a bullet through his head, big headache coming on. Blood quickly stopped spewing from the wound when he pulled the bullet from the back of his head throwing it somewhere. Laceration healing, blood disappearing off the ground.

"Okay na, you didn't have to shoot me in ma fuckin head!" The tatted man yelled, looking around the room to see everybody looking at him and the panther.

"...You just ate that, you good my nigga-

"I'm tryna figure out why y'all lookin' at me like that." The panther said, not knowing what form he was in since he was still waking up.