Evil Spirits // An Adopt Me Story

Chapter 8 - Planning

Landon Jr. was tired. He had been camping out at his family's abandoned/destroyed tree house, but resources were low. The tree had collapsed so the only that remained were some Tornado Shelter supplies. They were running low and Landon Jr. had to get more water. He didn't want to risk going to the groccery store, and beside if the school, pet shop and pet wear boat were destroyed, the groccery store was likely destoryed aswell. He hadn't check. He was too scared to leave behind the rubble. After hours of encouraging himself, he mustarded the courage to leave and grab water to leave. He stared at the blood move above while running. He kept running, and then *thump*. He had forgotten the river had dried up. He sighed. He noticed the world around himself turning redder by the day. Dirt was red. He thought about how how this redness was a good measure of his sanity. He then asked himself how his 6-year-old self could have such thoughts. Then he thought he should maybe get up from the riverbed. He climbed out and stumbled into a half-bombed mansion. He looked around at the blood on the walls, wishing everything could go back to normal. He grabbed water from a pool, because that was all that was left at that point. He took a quick nap near the poolside and went to the hospital. Passing the nurse's dead body, he found the room of Golden Apples. He heard in Kindegarden that these could cure all illnesses known to man. He took the basket and dumped it in a backpack he found at the mansion. He got an idea at that moment.

"I can take everything back."