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幽霊屋敷; Haunted House; Open
Topic Started: Oct 6 2016, 02:07 PM (2,401 Views)
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(Jerry and Michael entered the haunted asylum.)

Jerry and Michael didn't fuck around to find Nancy. They had no clue where she was, no clue what she was doing, they only knew she had something like a hatchet or an axe and maybe Scarlett's weapon. Other than that, they knew nothing else about her. But Jerry thought about her. He thought about her crime, her kill, her murder. Who would do something like that?

Someone that's crazy and where did the crazies go? That's why they went to the asylum, that's why they made their way there, that's why they hunted her down. It was fluke, really. Jerry just thought about the first thing he could, the monument shaping the island itself, the asylum that possessed the land around it. The aura of the building was aching, like a medium after a séance where she was controlled by a spirit or a demon. Nancy was the creature to exorcise, to remove from the world, to bring peace on the victim of the possession.

She had to pay, that was the only thing that mattered, Jerry didn't even care whether or not he'd die, he just wanted to make Nancy suffer. To see her beg for her life, or something like that. He didn't think about that last part very well, he just knew he wanted to see Nancy hurt then Nancy die. Everything in between that didn't matter one bit to Jerry, but seeing Nancy suffering in his head made him feel good. It made him feel very good to think that Scarlett would be avenged, she was struck by an axe and he hoped he could do the same to Nancy.

Jerry swung the door open, it was the first time in his life that he enjoyed the noise it made. Something was calming about the sound of metal being slammed against a wall, about the echo it made, about the presence it showed. He felt so alive, he felt almost happy despite the situation. He squeezed his teeth together, clenching them at the thought of the blue-haired freak.

''You know, I think don't think sh-,'' he was about to say how they should both leave, how scary the place was and how nobody could be there, yet something proved him wrong.

There was a corpse, the one of a boy now. Then, he saw a bath that was put upside now and he could see blood leaking from it. The pool it made was unreal, the thing inside was clearly dead, and he assumed there was another corpse in the room. He realized it was the first time he saw one of those things. He saw corpses on TV, sure. But most of them were fake, most of them were not really bloody, most of them were actors or mannequins. Right now, it was someone that was alive, maybe they were still alive when they shoved under there. Maybe they were even conscious while they bled out. The boy's face was oozing, something went through his face and killed him. The longer he looked at him, the longer he was feeling his breakfast climbing its way up his throat.

Then he saw her.

''Speaking of the devil.''
Edited by Leaf, Oct 21 2016, 03:20 PM.
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(Godmod of Nancy is approved)

He didn't think Nancy would have started the assault so early. Jerry thought she might run away, or beg, or prayed, or insulted them, but instead she decided to be the first to hit. While Jerry hadn't expected that, he wasn't surprised. His grip on the spear tighten as he saw the light being reflected off blade of the hatchet.

It was coming toward him.

Maybe she was the one hunting them, maybe it was a trap, maybe she knew what she was doing, maybe she set up a trap and they were right where she wanted them to be. Maybe she was right, playing the game and all of that. Maybe that way, she might go home, see her family and live or something like that.

As the hatchet came closer and closer to Jerry, he almost accepted his fate. He wondered how death was like, how it felt and shit. Like did it hurt or were you able to haunt people? If so, Jerry was eager to haunt Nancy's ass and make her life a living hell, at least what was left of it after Michael whack her a couple of time on the head.

He accepted his demise.







Except he didn't and slammed his foot right into Nancy's chest. To be fair, he was going for the axe, to disarm her and all. Instead, he sightly miscalculated and stomped the air out of Nancy. It was a happy mistake, after all. She fell backward and Jerry pointed her with his empty hand and beamed.

"Not today, bitch. And especially not to you."
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Jerry stared Nancy down, his empty eyes met hers. She knew she was going to die, and Jerry wasn't going to make it painless. It's not like he'll enjoy it but she had coming. She deserved it, she merited the pain. She had to know how it felt, how it felt to die and to suffer. She obviously didn't.

Did Jerry feel bad for her? Just a tiny bit, a little part of him felt pity for her. She ended up like this not by choice, but she still decided to kill. If it was all an accident, Jerry would have still been angry but he wouldn't have these thoughts of murder.

That was lie, he'd still have been angry, but he wouldn't act upon them. He wouldn't arched his back, wrapping his hands around the spear, ready to lower it unto Nancy and killing her, once and for all. He wouldn't think about stealing her weapon and keeping it for himself, or dumping her body somewhere he couldn't see that obnoxious blue hair.

He'd maybe even hope for the best kill award, proving what he has done so that everyone take it as a warning to fuck around. To show that if they try to touch him or his friends, they were going to die.

Yet, despite all of these things going through his mind, he didn't move one bit. This time however, it wasn't by choice. He didn't want to stay like that, standing like a pillar and staring at Nancy. It was then the pain started to register, the soft stung in his neck slowly but constantly grew bigger and bigger.

The pain was now in his throat, something was definitely inside of him now. Something was moving quickly through his neck, he felt it cut open the skin, drawing a crimson smile. The smile grew wider, showing its teeth to the world, and slowly saliva dripped off its mouth. At first, it trinkled slowly and then, as if it realized the attention it received, started to pour down on his clothes, and the alien cutting him. The river became a waterfall, it poured down so fast, so quickly.

Jerry's teeth started to chatter as he dropped his spear. His feet and his hands started to numb, started to feel little dots inside of them poking their way out of he coughed once, then twice. The first time, the blood barely passed his lips but the second time, he pratically vomited the blood out of his mouth. The taste, the feeling, the texture, the pain, it was too much. He felt the blood dancing in-between his teeth while he gagged.

He turned around, his throat made a sickening sounds as if it ripped open. He had to see the attacker, he had to see them. The person who did this, they had to pay too, he had to make them pay. When he did turn around, he just met the darkness and only one thought stayed behind as his soul left his body.

How long has he been there?

Jeremiah ''Jerry'' Larkin: Deceased
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