Run. All that was on my mind was to run. After all, I'm a runaway, and running away is what people like me do best. We run from everything. People. Things. Our lives. Our emotions. Our fears. Our wishes. We run from one life to the next and we try our hardest to not look back. But sometimes we stop. We stop to bask in the now, the present, the life we're living before we remember. Before something happens and we remember why we were running in the first place and forget the reason we stopped. All a runaway can do after that is to Run. This is a Marble Hornets/TribeTwelve/Creepypasta/EverymanHyrbid AU story. I do not own any Marble Hornets/ TribeTwelve/ Creepypasta/EverymanHyrbid characters mentioned or any songs mentioned. All rights go to there respected owners. I only own the main Character, Mad.

After witnessing a massacre while on a school field trip, a small group of teens must flee the impossible. And it's not just the police they're fleeing from. A creature thought to be a legend, a society that lives just beneath the world's surface, and a town out for unjust revenge. With more and more facts coming to light everyday, what was once normal is now wrong. Everything for these teens has been flip around and now their lives are on the line. Sometimes the only thing that keeps you sane during the ever changing road of life, is the roads unchanging Fog Lines.

this is a series of sadstuck... I'm not good at it so be prepared for it to either suck or cry your eyes out I do not own any of the characters or the Fandom Homestuck... that goes to Andrew Hussie

Fuck it. Klance shit all the way fight me.