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70's Horror Movies III: Swooooooooord Caaaaaaaaaaane; [SHOOT FIRST] [Ask later]
Topic Started: Mar 27 2017, 06:24 PM (489 Views)
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((Dot's spirit manifested.))

She didn't like being awake during the night. She enjoyed sleeping and night was the perfect moment to do that. There were no obligations such as a schedule - other than a sleeping one, though - and she didn't need to worry about anything else then getting some shut-eyes.

Her body also didn't like being awake at night. It felt sluggish, especially after the workout that was stabbing Iz a couple of time in the head. She found herself out of breath by moments due to her charge. Her sword was tightly gripped and slid alongside of her. Even it looked easy to wield, the weight was dragging the girl down.

She considered dropping it a couple of time. She had a knife: what she needed to kill someone easily along with her taser. While the sword was annoying, it was a necessity. Someone could think about attacking her and they would, perhaps, back away when they saw the blade she carried.

Or maybe it would be the head of Iz hanging near the ground while Dot dug her fingers into her hair. She wasn't sure yet.

She thought about Jae. He would be happy about seeing Iz's head. He would probably be happy for Dot too and they will be friends again. That's what will happened in any case. Jae hated Iz and now Jae will love Dot and they will be friends again.

She entered the cafeteria. There were leftovers of something blocking the doors. People were obviously staying in there or they were until they decided to leave and leave the entry opened. She didn't like that. It was something odd.

Why did they leave? Where did they go? What made them decide this place wasn't safe anymore and left it? She couldn't answer any of the questions so she just bit her the inside of her cheek. She felt anxiety in her chest. She sidestepped and laid her back against a wall.

Already better.

She felt dumb. She had gotten lost inside the asylum and she didn't know where she was. Well, she knew she was inside and somewhere where people used to eat but she didn't know we're exactly she was.

She laid her sword against the wall, her finger still digging against the monster's head. Her bloodied fingers dug blindly inside her bag until she found something in the shape of a cylinder. He pulled out the flashlight and pointed it toward the inside of the building.

She pressed the button after some searching.

The light made her see more clearly the tables and the seats. There was nothing wrong. Apart from the black mass laying below a table, its eyes sparkling back at her. The sight sent chills down her back and she could do nothing but scream.

And dropping the flashlight, shattering it into a million splinters.
Edited by Fran, May 20 2017, 01:21 PM.
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Dorothy froze for a second. She stared at the darkness, she blinded herself by opening the light and dumbly dropping it. Now, her position was revealed and she was just a sitting duck. She stared into the darkness for a couple of seconds. She heard the person's head knock itself on the table.

She followed the sound with her head. The footsteps running away from her. She was almost relieved but the lingering anxiety made her back up against the wall. It felt cold against her back, feeling it making its way in her body. She grabbed her sword and held her breath. The atmosphere was crushing her, she wanted to hear where was the person but the silence deafened her.

She looked to the right and then to the left. It was useless because of the darkness. She hoped that her eyes would adjust themselves to the darkness but she could only see the black shadows blinding. She bit her lips then sprinted to the exit. She ran, hitting Iz's head and her sword against the wall and the floor, announcing even more her posi-

Thud.

Something sent her down to the floor.

Normally, she would apologize to the person she ran into. Normally, she would ask the person if they were okay.

But this time, her first reflex was to send a kick flying straight to the person's knee.
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(Permission to skip Jon is a-ok)

She was now under the light. Her eyes were just adjusting to the darkness that the light ruined that for her. She cringed at the blinding light, snapping her head away from rays stabbing her eyes. She raised a hand to shield off the light, dropping the shamshir in the progress.

Her starry eyes wiggled in their orbits. She blinked rapidly, shooting the stars away from her mind. Her blindness left her and she was able to calm her breathing. She stabilized it then looked at the person she kicked. She would have jumped if she was doing the crab on the floor.

The person was wearing a mask. Something to hide their identity. That was an actual smart idea. Well, in theory. If you were a prolific killer, you could hide behind it but wearing that was super suspicious. It only scared Dot even more, letting a shriek escape her throat.

Two people were in this room with her. The one is front of her and another one with a flashlight pointed at her. Her survival instinct kicked in. She lunged at the boy (or man) wearing the mask. She, midway through her attack, realized she was lacking a weapon. Her sword was laying beside her, her knife was hidden in her bag beside her taser.

She swung with the only thing she had in her hand.
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She just smacked someone over the head with another head.

That was interesting.

The opponent in front of her wasn't so scary after all. He was just wearing a mask and was armed but obviously got surprised by Dot's sucker punch. Or rather sucker kick. Probably smacking him with a skull also didn't help the poor guy's mind. He was probably like Dot. Trying to understand why there was a flashlight pointed at them and losing his fucking mind when a girl covered in muck and blood hit the soul of his body with a skull.

Using that moment of shock, Dot used the boy's shoulders to prop herself up, throwing herself farther from the center of the beam of light that was rapidly approching her. The person who was holding the flashlight was running toward them. Dot saw the sparkle of the light reflecting off the blade she dropped then rolled her eyes.

Why did she have to drop her scariest weapon of all thing?

While it was heavy and cumbersome, she still needed it to fend for herself from attacks of other players. Like, right now. If she saw the sword, she could just slash the boy on the ground then face the person that was rushing them. She considered pulling out her knife but it was deeply burried inside her back.

She decided to leave. She didn't want to get her hands even bloodier.

((Dot ran away from their dreams))
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