As I hide from the beast outside the only thought that stayed in my mind repeated over and over.
“Gary we should see other people”
This who’ll fucking situation I’m in is because of m6 stupid decisions. Decisions that should have never been made. But start at the end of my story isn’t write so I’ll tell you what happens up to the point I’m in.
The TV aired some popular shows at the time. Sitting down I gripped a soda cup in my left hand, and in my left hand sat a Costco brand hot dog. My girlfriend sat to me the right of me as we watched.
*knock x10*
I turned my head to the door, “Fucking hell, another sells man.” I placed my food down on the coffee table in front of me.
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As I grabbed the front door handle I could hear the faint sound of static buzz in my ear. As I turned it the static sound got worse, know I now today it was the sound that would lead me to now.
As I opened the door I was thrown to the ground as two large men in police uniforms tackled me, and putting me in cuffs.
“What the he-“ I tried to yell at the men, but was stopped as a man kicked me in the stomach.
“You're under arrest for murder & sexual assault of (the words seemed to be crossed out)”One of the men said.
“What are you saying, I didn’t do jack shit” I barked at the men. At this moment I didn’t know who this person was or even who they were called. But it isn’t relivate.
Nothing is any more since right now I’m probably dead, and you will be soon since I’ve just found out where I’m hiding is a den of a beast I like to call, Blade spiders.
Blade spiders are dog size spiders with razor sharp blades on the end of their legs and are pack hunters. And with the amount of blood coming from me means they will be here any minute.
F*ck you Jenessa, f*ck you politicians who used me as your scapegoat, I didn’t get to f*cking get to finish my dash darn f*cking h (The final few words are untaggable as they are covered in dried blood)
Hello I’m Sub-C, an archive android made to find stories of multiple worlds, plains, universes. And I found this one in the universe A-1 way too many numbers to be put down on paper, or known for the resident of the universe, Chalh. Currently I’m archiving stories from my database onto paper, soon to the web. Then after this ima go find a source of energy to refill my Jumper.
Sorry for any mistakes, my program is now forever stuck on version 2.5.o6 after my incident with the company I’ve been, let's say banished.