Who decided that this was a good idea: Go after Joey- DEAD END

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Alright, enough is enough! I decided to go after Joey, I’m his closest friend. I knew deep in my gut that something was wrong and I had to make things right regardless of how tired I was.

“Joey! Where are you bro?! Joey!!” I yelled as I ran down the concrete path that went past the parking lot. I didn’t care how much of a racket I was making, I needed to find Joey. I paused for a moment and tried to call his parents, but all I could hear was static and a busy signal. I tried calling two or three times where the last time I called I heard a “Ha” on the line. The childlike voice spooked me and caused me to almost drop my phone. I hastily put my phone away and I made a left and ran down an arched pathway which lead to the library. The shadows that the ivy covered gave off in the moonlight looked like long gangly hands with serrated claws. I saw a person walk straight into the large wooden and stained glass library doors. “Joey?” I ran after the figure that stepped in.

Thankfully our library was open 24/7 which was excellent for anyone who needed to pull an all nighter. It was deserted when I came in. Not a single student or late night staff member in sight. “How am I going to find Joey in this massive five-story library?” I thought to myself. Each floor held rows upon rows of books, study areas, computers and copiers, small sound proof conference rooms, and some floors had a cafe area where coffee and food was sold 24/7. Everything was oddly neat. The light tan carpet was oddly clean, everything smelled like pine and lemon sceneted disinfectant. All of the tables and computer areas were spotless, and it was unnaturally quiet. The lights were slightly dimmed and lightly flickered which made it feel even weirder. “PSSTTT!! I’m over here Mike!” I heard a voice that sounded just like Joey’s and I started to feel a sense of relief.

“Joey, where are you?” I turned around and saw him standing by an elevator that sat to my right side. He seemed so off; his cheeks and eyes looked wet and puffy, like as if he was crying, but he still tried to force a smile upon his face. However, his eyes were dialated and the color on his skin other than his face seemed to be flushed. “Hey man, I’ve been worried! Are you alright?”

“Come with me Mike.” He gestured me to follow him into the elevator. For whatever reason, I felt a sinking feeling within my stomach and chest. It wasn’t over…

“Now, you’re my best friend, you know this right?” Joey asked as he put his right hand on my shoulder.

“Joey, what’s going on? Where are we going?” He looked at the button selection on the elevator as the doors slowly closed. He selected the basement option, which I thought was strange because noone was allowed to go into the basement with the exception of staff members.

“Dude, why are we going to the basement? We’re not supp-”

“I just have to show something to you real quick, trust me!”

“I do trust you but I-” The elevator door squeaked and gently slid open. It was absolutely pitch black and the only source of light was from the elevator. Joey pulled me into the dark room and held me by the neck. He had what felt like superhuman strength! I couldn’t move a single muscle; I felt paralyzed in his grasp. “Joey please, let me go.”

“No. Why should I anyway?” He said calmly and quietly, almost in a whispered tone. “We’ve literally been friends forever man. I’ve been meaning to show this to you for so long now! I haven’t showed this to anyone else because I don’t trust this with anyone else. Unfortunately, my little surprise managed to get out and I had to go get it back here. I love you Mikey, you are my bestest friend! A long lost brother I’ve never had!” He began to laugh maniacally and his grasp tightened on my neck. I felt myself being lifted off the ground as his laugh grew louder and louder.

A pair of glowing red eyes opened up in the darkness and before I could scream, everything went numb.

BAD ENDING

Start from the very beginning

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When Will It Happen?

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When should I expect it to happen?

When am I going to hear back from you, doctor?

When will I be free from this room?

When will I be free from six years of confinement?

When will I see the sun?

When will I feel the rain gently kiss my cheeks?

When will you tell me the reason why I’m in here doctor?

When will I know what I did wrong?

When will I know how I got these bruises and scrapes all over my body?

When will I know where all of this blood came from?

When will I have my knife set back, doctor?

When will I know who the person laying in a pool of blood is?

Is it you?

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Who decided that this was a good idea: Call emergency services

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What the hell was I thinking? I need to call emergency services and get some help out here! I don’t know where I am and I don’t know what to do. This fog is too thick and there’s no way my friends could find me in this goddamn fog! I touch the screen of my phone to try to call 911, but at first the phone turned off by itself. Keep in mind that this was a brand new iphone seven that I got less than a month ago for my birthday. I was successful at getting it to turn back on, but for whatever reason, I couldn’t unlock my phone and it wouldn’t even read my fingerprint… Soon thereafter I was finally able to unlock it after 10 tries and I dialed 911. It rang… rang… rang… and rang… and rang.. and rang. I ended the call then tried again.

I was cut off and greeted by a really awkward silence before the call was dropped. This was really really bad… and every minute that passed by without help whatsoever made it worse. After the third call, I FINALLY got a hold of someone. I whispered “THANK GOD!” then explained what had been going on with the dispatcher. The dispatcher sounded like he was in his mid to late thirties. His voice reminded me of my dad’s. My dad used to be a firefighter for a little while, then an EMT for about 5 years before he became an official MD and professor at the school we all go to. The dispatcher, or Frank talked to me and assured me that someone was on the way.

While I was on the phone with Frank, a large set of long fingered hands grabbed me by the shoulder and knocked me down further into the ditch that sat on the right side of the car. I fell flat on my face and looked up at the creature. It stared down at me from the top of the ditch, which was probably about twenty feet from where I was. I couldn’t make out it’s shape, except for that it was all black, with blinding white eyes. It’s eyes were so blinding, it felt as though I was staring at the sun. Suddenly the shadow gave off an ungodly screech and dissolved into clouds of black matter that wrapped around the trees. I got up from my side which felt dust ridden and scratched from the pine needles and searched the ground for my phone. Fuck! The screen got cracked pretty badly, but I could still hear the dispatcher calling out for my name.

“Mike! Hello? Mike! Are you still there??”

I help the phone up to my ear and said, “Yeah, I’m still here! Something just knocked me down into the ditch!”

“Wait, someone was there and they knocked you down into the ditch? Are they still there with you?”

“No! It wasn’t like a person, at least I don’t think it was. It was tall, black, foggy, kind of translucent, big white eyes… I mean this thing wasn’t hu-” a loud pop and static blew up in my ears which scared me shitless. I dropped the phone out of fear only to look up at the most bizarre and horrific thing I have seen in my life. 

The smell hit me so hard that I threw up. No gagging, I just couldn’t help it. It felt like as if I was punched in the gut so hard, hard enough to make me vomit. The statue, thing, or whatever I was looking at smelled worse than death. Raw meat, sulfur, sewage, mouldy cheese, carrion, rotting flesh, sour milk… just think of all the absolute worst smells in the world and then combine them all into one thing. Bits and pieces of flesh and hair stuck to the skeletal structure that made the statue thing. Dust and cobweb ridden sashes covered up the skeletal totem from the waist down. It had very odd looking decor on it’s head, face, crown, arms, and feet. I had absolutely no idea what the throne was made of, and to be quite frank, I don’t want to know. Despite the repulsive smell the thing gave off, there were no flies nor bugs hanging around it. Suddenly, I felt something soft and squishy wrap around my right foot, then I look down to see that it was a grey and black appendage that looked just like a tentacle, no it WAS a tentacle! More of them swiftly swarmed at my feet when I jumped back with phone in hand and raced up the ditch. 

I made it to my car, went into the driver’s side seat, slammed the door, then locked all of the doors. I hyperventilated for what felt like hours, not just mere minutes. Then I took a deep breath and looked at the car more thoroughly. All of my friends’ belongings were scattered along the floor. Cell phones, keys, jackets, misc items were all over the place. I looked back forward and sat in silence. I have no idea on what to do next…

Stay in the car and wait for the authorities

or 

Take a risk and find friends through the fog

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Start at the very beginning.


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Who decided that this was a good idea: Go to bed and leave the front door unlocked

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At this point, I didn’t know what else to do other than just go to bed and leave the front door open. Joey is an adult, he can make his own decisions. Is it possible that maybe something was wrong with him medically? I can’t say for certain. I decided that going to bed and not meddling with anything else would be good… yeah. I don’t want to make things worse! What am I saying??? I’m rambling to myself…

I went up the stairs, walked inside to our flat and gave out a loud yawn. However, as I stretched and yawned, something didn’t feel quite right… and it is unusually cold. It wasn’t your typical early to mid autumn chill… I mean it felt like a walk in freezer. I looked to my left and noticed that the two large windows that sat above our L-shaped couch were left wide often, but there was barely even a breeze coming out of them. I don’t recall leaving them open, but figured Joey might’ve done it. He’s not as anal about keeping the windows closed like how I am. When I closed the windows everything warmed up just a little bit. But still, something felt off. It was still chilly and the tension was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. The only thing I could hear is my heartbeat throbbing between my ears and my heavy breathing. I felt as though someone else was in the room with me. Suddenly a loud crashing noise snapped me out from my weird trance and created a rush of adreneline skyrocket through my veins. I hop into the small kitchen and saw our glass pitcher shattered on the white and gray linoliem tiled floor. The old chestnut cabinets were left all open as well as the drawers. The dining room that sat across from the small kitchen had scraps of paper, pens, books and napkins all over the place. 

I had enough. I didn’t care if all of this shit was paranormal or not. I was over it and was ready to go to bed. I began to clean up the shattered glass, scattered items, and closed the cabinets and drawers. At one point I heard a large boom above me as well as a short, disembodied cackle, then the chill and tense feeling in the house stopped. I left out a huge sigh of relief. I made the kitchen and dining room spotless within 10 minutes, and oddly it was quite satisfying. After cleaning everything up, I took a long and hot shower, got into my gray, black, and white pjs, and hopped into bed. I was out like a light as soon as my head hit the pillow. 

I had a very brief dream that lasted for maybe a few seconds and it scared the bejeezus out of me. I saw myself sleeping and saw a patchy gray colored humanoid like figure with jagged teeth, sunken red eyes, and no hair. It was completely naked and its whole body appeared to be drenched in sweat or something for it shined in the moonlight like a rubber glove. It’s face only inches away from mine, violently convulsing, twitching, and screaming to the top of its lungs, which caused me to lunge forward out of my deep slumber. I saw that it was 4:30 am and before I could do anything, I just told myself that it was a bad dream and went back to sleep. I woke up a few hours later at around 7:30 am. I walked into Joey’s room, seeing that the door was open and saw that his bed was empty. His room looked like it had been untouched since the day before, but what was even more bizarre was that EVERYTHING in that room was neat and tidy. Joey is far from being the kind of person to keep things spotless, he’s always been this way growing up. I was astonished! Books were put away, laundry and random nick knacks that covered the floor was picked up and put away, and the room smelled so pleasant! Damn, even I couldn’t imagine seeing his room thing clean like this! I felt the back of my neck and back tingled and my insides squirmed. I couldn’t move. Suddenly my phone went off and I saw a text message from Joey. He was okay, he was at his parents house and was going to stay there for a few days. He apologized profusely about what happened last night. I texted him back, telling him no worries and was happy to hear that he was ok. 

After I texted Joey, I walked into the bathroom and saw a sight that I will never forget. It was Joey hanging from the hook on our bathroom door. I screamed and fell straight on my ass. He was covered in what appeared to be black ash and fresh blood. Half of his face and skull was missing and had a massive hole in his body… he was gutted out. His clothes had rips and patches of bile, foul odered liquids, and blood. His arms and legs dangled losely everytime his body swayed side to side. A large pool of blood gathered onto the once spotless blue tile. I could not believe what I was seeing. 

“This can’t be happening!!! Joey!!” I squeaked as my eyes welled with tears. “How could this be? I JUST texted you!” I slowly stood up as I began to sob uncontrollably. I didn’t know what to do, and I still don’t. I turned back for a second when I got back up from the floor, and turned back around to the bathroom floor to find that Joey was gone. However, the puddle of blood and a few bits of bone and flesh remained on the floor and door. “What in the actual fuck is going on???? I am losing my fucking mind!”. Good god what is happening to me???

Investigate the bathroom further for clues

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Call the police

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Do nothing

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Start from the beginning…


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Love-bound

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We are officially, permanently bound by our infinite love!

Skull to skull, spine to spine, stem to stem, blood to blood…. yes.

Can’t you feel it? I do… oh I truly hope you do!

I feel our internal organs mixing into one entity.

I can see sweet, sweet death overtaking us! It’s glorious my beloved!

We will be together on the other side forever… and ever… and ever…

No longer will we have to hang onto this misery that we call an over lived life.

Ahhhh… no need to tremble! It will be alright! No need to be frightened.

Our time had come my dear, I just knew it did! But our bodies certainly did not.

So I did what our bodies could not do! First I melded you and I into one and used the steak knife to make it one and done!

We have been alive for what has been centuries sweetie, it’s time to go!

No more worries for you and I! No bills, no school, no parents, no silly ex boyfriends! And no silly ex girlfriends for me.

I knew that you would be the one for me the day I was born!

Come join me in the afterlife Hon, it will be fun! It’s not like as though you have much of a choice… I really hope you don’t mind!


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“I’ll always envy you”, he said as his fingertips glided across the black water creating a ripple effect.

“I’ll always hate you,” she said as her fingertips glided across parallel to his ripple effect.

“And yet…” he began to say.

“And yet… ” she began to say.

“I’ll always wonder why we both have come together on this very day, love.” he said as he grabbed her hands and put them in his.

“I’ll always wonder why we have this complicated connection, my dear.” she said as she pulled herself into his arms.

“Even though I envy you, I still love you with all my heart love”, he said softly as he pulled her closer.

“Even though I hate you, my love and burning passion for you evaporates the darkness in my heart to a crisp”, she said as she whispered in his ear. The unbearable heat from the walls of flames only fueled their lust for one another. Both he and she used their fingertips to form a heart in the middle of the black lake which maintained its shape for a short while. 

The ground beneath their feet which was nothing but blackness grew colder as the walls towered over them. They slowly slid from the stone seat onto the cold ground where he pulls her closer to his chest. They kiss passionately, rolling tongues for hours on end as they move with each other flawlessly with grace. Every fiber of their being burned and tingled with pure ecstasy with every movement they made. 

Now the fire was within their movements more so than the fire in the walls. He pulled her from the cold ground and said,”Care for a dance, love?” His hollowed eyes stared into hers. 

A soft smile of rotted teeth grew upon her face as she said,”My pleasure.” He grabbed her hand and waltzed around the lake of blackness as a eerie melody started to play in the background. 

His ash covered skin matched ever so perfectly with her endless obsidian black hair. Her pale stitched flesh matched perfectly with her lover’s flowing snow white hair. His serrated smile complemented her rotting grin. His hollowed eye sockets matched her blood soaked eyes. 

Yes… they will dance on for an eternity… Adam and Eve…


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The Grove- The Doctor and the Attorney PT 1

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May 25th 2015- The Doctor and the Attourney part 1

Not too long after Josh had told us what was going on with Dad, he passed out on the floor and began to convulse and shake violently. At that point I knew that Josh was having another one of his seizures. He had been diagnosed with epilepsy when he was in grade school after having a number of fits during class. Josh had been given all kinds of medications and treatments, but nothing worked until he started taking Topamax. That made his seizures stop entirely, which was amazing! He hasn’t had a seizure since he was 15… not too long before mom passed away. Was it a warning sign? No! It couldn’t have been! The doctor did however, tell us that malnutrition, lack of sleep, stress, and other medical issues can sometimes influence and cause some of his seizures…

Ok, I’m getting ahead of myself! Steve and I sat on the ground with him until his seizure stopped. I found a forest green throw pillow on the floor nearby a bunch of papers, grabbed it, and put it under Josh’s head to make sure he wouldn’t hit it against anything. Steve was surprisingly calm! Then again, he’s worked with all kinds of patients with a variety of health issues, not just recovering drug addicts. After about a minute or two, Josh took a deep breath in then went limp. He fainted. It wasn’t uncommon for him to faint whenever he had a seizure. I asked Steve to grab a damp washcloth as I tried to wake Josh up. The problem is he wasn’t waking up, and he normally would have right now. I really started to panic. I checked his pulse and he was still breathing, which was good. After about five, ten minutes or so of trying to get him up, I called an ambulance to take him in. I had no idea what was wrong and neither did Steve.

The ambulance came in and picked up Josh and Steve and I follow behind. We finally make it to the general hospital in Bakersway and got Josh checked in. Thankfully, he started to come out of it just about when we were taking him into his room. I remember exactly what he said when he woke up, and it still haunts me to this day.

“Jo… Jo where am I? Where’s mom and dad?” I felt chills run down my spine following pins and needles on every particle of my being. I wanted to throw up, but at the same time I couldn’t. My hands and feet felt so cold and clammy… it was awful.

“Josh, you’re in the hospital. You had a seizure then fainted.” The doctor said as he was moved from the gurney to the neatly made hospital bed.

“I did what?? Where-who-what???” Josh cried as he frantically attempted to sit up.

“Shhhhhhhhhhh…. just sit back… relax!” The doctor said as he gently put his hands on Josh’s shoulders to help him relax. “My name is Doctor Braxton. I have a few questions that I need you to answer for me, can you do that?” I started to really feel nauseated at this point. Josh nodded and slowly laid back into bed. “Do you remember what you were doing earlier this morning before you fainted?”

“Uhh… no not rea- Oh wait wait wait! I was looking through some paperwork with my dear sister Jo and her husband Steve!” Josh said with a snap of his fingers. “I don’t know really much of anything after… dad’s weird handwriting on his will and there was blood everywhere… all over the pages” for whatever reason my stomach just could not hold back and I ran into the restroom that was co-joined with the spacious hospital room and emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet… then everything went black. 

The next thing I know I wake up in a neatly made hospital bed in a completely different room with Steve sitting on my right side. I remember waking up in a daze and I felt my husband’s hand push me back against the bed as he whispered in my ear, telling me to lay back. A completely different doctor, a short and young girl with short red hair came up to me. I remembered that she smelled like roses and vanilla…. her voice was soothing and did not hesitate to tell me what was going on. Apparently, the doctor told me that I got hit with pretty nasty food poisoning and so did Josh, but Steve was unaffected. I’m not surprised by this at all! Steve has always had an iron stomach while Josh and I definitely did not. The doctor told me I just needed to stay until the morning to make sure my state wasn’t going to get worse… I was really confused by that because I only remember getting sick once. Oh well! So I’m here with Steve and Josh until the morning… I have absolutely no idea what is going on with Josh and I wish I knew. 

You know, the one thing I find strange about this hospital is that the lights in almost every room tend to flicker on and off, and everything just seems to be TOO clean… TOO perfect. And… you know the thing about hospitals is there is always a faint smell of bleach or disinfection. Not this one though. It just smells like flowers and just sweet-smelling stuff like those hard candies or like fresh butterscotch. I mean maybe I just shouldn’t complain and just be open-minded…. yet it’s not my stomach that feels unsettled today…


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