I havent posted about my Darkiplier fic in a while, but heres what Ive got so far on chapter 2: You step past the rotting sign and make your way into the dark forest, stopping whenever you hear a noise. After a few minutes of wandering, you literally trip over a crowbar. Holy shit, you can’t believe your luck! You pick up the crowbar, and examine it for a few seconds. When you look down again, there’s a note with scribbled text in place of the item. Curiosity overtakes you and you pick up the small piece of ancient parchment paper. It reads: D ON’T KILL IT. Y O U CANT. IF YOU T R Y YOUR BEST HO PE IS TO R UN. RU N, D ON’T LOOK B A C K AN D PR AY TO TH E G O DS I T DO ES N’T CATCH YOU. IF YOU L O O K BACK, YOU WILL D I E. You saw that the rest of the note was covered in the scarlet red human blood, and some sort of black(?) blood. It was too dark to tell what the second substance could’ve been, even with your (now dimming) flashlight. So once you’re done reading, a lump of pure panic and fear forms in your throat and you swallow thickly. Whoever made this hastily written note was more than likely being chased. And whatever it was, was possibly much bigger and frightening when provoked. You noticed your hands were shaking after your terrifying realization. Another thick swallow, and you slowly and shakily make your way through the forest. What seems like hours pass as you aimlessly wander through the underbrush like a lost spirit or child. Soon you come to what looks like a junkyard, but the difference? It’s filled with rotting corpses and body parts.
Posted on: Sat, 19 Jul 2014 09:37:42 +0000
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