“All right, who is going next?” ,Asks Deven. This game sucks, hissed Sara. Why don’t we play that one? Says Ashley as she points at a box labeled “Hex, overcome your fears with friends!” Oh no I think I will pass, says Deven shaking at the thought of what horrors lie beneath the carboard box. Was that there before? , Asks Ashley. No, I found it behind the library dumpster, declared Deven. Before anyone says anything further, Sara opens the box with a twisted smile, “this will be fun!” she howls. as the room slowly disappears leaving behind any traces of light. The only thing that can be heard is devens loud screams. Then even that, fades away. …. “Is anyone there?”, Yells Ashley into the void. “Whoosh! clank! whoosh! clank!” rounding the corner she can make out the shape of large mechanisms. Huge cogs turning, and steam bellowing out from the depths. Light was scarce except an Erie glow from the void. “Where, where am I?” She asks as if someone would answer her question. She searched the area, wandering the catwalks for what felt like hours. Finally she found something new. It appeared to be a collum of some sorts with a strange hole in the center, erected from a area covered in tubes. As soon as Ashley aproached, she felt a strange calling, as if this, this thing was of some importance? It had to be. As the distance closed. She put her arm up, and jumped. There were some sort of holes, ports even around her arm, an inch before the elbow. What the fuck! How had she not noticed earlier? Was this her fear? Large machines and implanted arm holes? As she pondered this she noticed the spot where the hole is was moving, slowly rising out was a circle of 10 large needles. Shivering with anticipation and fear, she put her arm near the needles and the automaticity sunk into the ports around her arm. “Ah! fuck! Ah! Ah! Ow!”, She screechedas glowing fluid came up from the tubes on the floor, the beginnings of a burning sensation draining the color from Ashley’s face. She was going to kill Sara, she thought. Literally.
Hurrying along the path I look back and forth as I take in the scene. A small town appears just beyond the hill I climb up. This is it, the town of grekeith where a future can be forged in the molten iron of fate. Panting I whip out a bottle of green fluid, I drink it while feeling my energy rapidly returning. I walk down the steep path and, As my eyes lay apon the tavern I remember I forgot to ask around to make sure this was the place, the place where journeys begin.
As I was strolling down the street I saw him, My crush arm in arm with that bitch. She always had this twisted grin from ear to ear whenever they went out together, as if to say: “he’s mine bitches” her outfit was way overdone as always, a makeup plastered face, cashmere sweater and ripped jeans. I want to snatch that man right out of her hands! I thought as I ‘accidentally’ tripped her.
“Oh god, Will I ever walk again?” , Wailed Timmy. “How desperate are you to walk?” asked the doctor. “I would do anything!” Concern flickered in the doctors eyes. “I’m not supposed to talk about this, it is quite controversial and most think it unethical. However. There is a ex-colleague of mine who has started a human experimentation lab under a Tabaco farm. He has helped many people, with many problems modern medicine cannot treat.” “How much does it cost?” “Oh it will cost you more than money, it may even cost you your life…..” “Ok, I need this… I need this… how much?” The bastard pays you…. Replies the doctor Timmy looks out the window of the floating bus, powered by unicorn farts. “We are here” yelped the floating bus driver, "now get the fuck off my bus!" The ramp lowered and Timmy was quickly let out before the driver sprinted into the control seat and flew away. Timmy looked up at the big hill and realized that he wasn’t getting up the hill in a chair. “Son of a bitch!” Exclaimed Timmy, as he called the office for help. … "now don’t worry, you won’t die, probably" said dr. Funkyshoe as injected a lot of morphine into Timmy. His work was slow and thorough. As he hacked off Timmy’s lower half with a butcher knife. Ahhh! What are you doing! Timmy said quietly, high from the amount of morphine he was given. All of a sudden tentacles wrapped around Timmy’s torso as a creature rises from under the operating table. Scared shittless all Timmy could get out of his mouth was the word, “monstrosity!” “It’s time!” exclaimed funkyshoe nodding the half octopus half alien nodded as it sunk it mutated fangs into the patient. Suddenly, Timmy shook mouth frothing as his skin dried up into scales, the half body of Timmy vibrated and rose to the ceiling. Blood curdling screams rippled throughout the night. As morning arrived funkyshoe announced, “metamorphosis complete!” Timmy awoke and felt very off. He looked down half expecting to see his crippled legs again but instead was horrified to see he had not just to legs but six! He cried as he woke up in his bed. Completely dumbstruck that it was all a dream. “That’s the last time I smoke before bed”, said Timmy with a half smile.
"Jane, that star is getting bigger?" "Oh no, Veronica look out!" "Crash!" The spot I was standing in moments before is now gone. Replaced with a big hole. "Are you okay? Asks Jane. "Yeah" I say as I get up….then I start to feel my knees buckle as I screech "help! "my aunts arm attempts to reach mine, but it was too late. My stomach flips as the light slips out of view. ….
"Hey! Hey you!" A voice harshly whispers as the dark pit with a strange purple light comes into view. I look around but see nothing, "huh is someone there?" "Behind you, you fool!" Screeches the voice. I turn around and find a hooded figure in a cloak. "Deal?" Huh? "My power for your happiness, is it a deal?" “Can I ask what the power is?” "Hatred, hatred in its purest form." Answered the figure. “You have yourself a deal” , I declare. “good…….. very good……..”
