Suzy’s Strange Saga
Roger is so busy keeping a look out for running into his buddies and getting to your trailer he’s now suitably distracted and while you’re so close to him, you easily grab his pistol.
“HEY WHAT…” he exclaims as you back away quickly and hold the gun on him.
“Drop the rifle!” you shout. He doesn’t though.
“Shit. I should’ve known better. Ernie’s going to have a field day.” Roger says.
“Sorry Roger, but I really need you to drop that rifle!” you say.
“…nah…if you had it in you to shoot me, you would’ve by now. You’ve never shot a person and this whole situation is scary to you. You’re hoping your sex appeal will be enough to carry you through this and that I’ll be weak willed enough that I won’t call your bluff and just shoot you dead right now.”
That’s an incredible amount insight for someone you thought was nothing more than just a horny grunt. Unfortunately he’s pretty much on target.
For a moment there is a pause and you look at him hopefully, you even manage to start tearing up a bit.
“(Sigh) Look, I told you we were going to leave soon, I dunno why you feel the need to go through this elaborate escape plan when it really isn’t necessary. Just hand the pistol over and we’ll head back to the tent.”
You’re too scared of what might happen if you just surrender, so all you can do is continue to aim it at Roger.
“Suzy, I’m not fucking around now give me the…” Roger begins to say and moves towards you. With his rifle slightly lowered and his hand outstretched, you nervously fire two shots at him. At this range you don’t miss even though you’re in a heightened state of anxiety.
Roger falls to the ground with two in his chest and doesn’t move, you’ve killed him.
“Oh my…oh god I’m sorry…(Sniff)” you say.
The shots of course have drawn the attention of the other guardsmen. You hear shouting which is getting closer to your location, so you run.
You hear more shouting followed by gunfire. At first you think they’ve seen you and are shooting at you, but that isn’t the case when you start to hear a few screams.
Now you’re even more scared as you have no idea what’s going on. Did the carnies take advantage of this situation and start to fight back? You have no idea, but you don’t intend on sticking around.
You duck and hide the best you can through the small maze of trailers and vehicles. The screams, shouting and gunfire are now accompanied by unnatural growing. Like animals of some sort.
Unfortunately as you reach the far end of the carnival limits you are ambushed by something skulking behind the corner of the last trailer you were passing and the pistol goes sprawling out of your hand.
You don’t even know what it is, except that you’re on the ground and it’s on your back breathing heavily and making that growling sound you heard. You then feel teeth sink deep into your shoulder.
Pain and fear both rise up in you for a moment as you struggle to get free, but this thing what ever it is has a strong grip and with one of its hands it smashes your face repeatedly into the ground into your struggling becomes less, then it breaks your neck before feasting on the rest of your dead body.
“HEY WHAT…” he exclaims as you back away quickly and hold the gun on him.
“Drop the rifle!” you shout. He doesn’t though.
“Shit. I should’ve known better. Ernie’s going to have a field day.” Roger says.
“Sorry Roger, but I really need you to drop that rifle!” you say.
“…nah…if you had it in you to shoot me, you would’ve by now. You’ve never shot a person and this whole situation is scary to you. You’re hoping your sex appeal will be enough to carry you through this and that I’ll be weak willed enough that I won’t call your bluff and just shoot you dead right now.”
That’s an incredible amount insight for someone you thought was nothing more than just a horny grunt. Unfortunately he’s pretty much on target.
For a moment there is a pause and you look at him hopefully, you even manage to start tearing up a bit.
“(Sigh) Look, I told you we were going to leave soon, I dunno why you feel the need to go through this elaborate escape plan when it really isn’t necessary. Just hand the pistol over and we’ll head back to the tent.”
You’re too scared of what might happen if you just surrender, so all you can do is continue to aim it at Roger.
“Suzy, I’m not fucking around now give me the…” Roger begins to say and moves towards you. With his rifle slightly lowered and his hand outstretched, you nervously fire two shots at him. At this range you don’t miss even though you’re in a heightened state of anxiety.
Roger falls to the ground with two in his chest and doesn’t move, you’ve killed him.
“Oh my…oh god I’m sorry…(Sniff)” you say.
The shots of course have drawn the attention of the other guardsmen. You hear shouting which is getting closer to your location, so you run.
You hear more shouting followed by gunfire. At first you think they’ve seen you and are shooting at you, but that isn’t the case when you start to hear a few screams.
Now you’re even more scared as you have no idea what’s going on. Did the carnies take advantage of this situation and start to fight back? You have no idea, but you don’t intend on sticking around.
You duck and hide the best you can through the small maze of trailers and vehicles. The screams, shouting and gunfire are now accompanied by unnatural growing. Like animals of some sort.
Unfortunately as you reach the far end of the carnival limits you are ambushed by something skulking behind the corner of the last trailer you were passing and the pistol goes sprawling out of your hand.
You don’t even know what it is, except that you’re on the ground and it’s on your back breathing heavily and making that growling sound you heard. You then feel teeth sink deep into your shoulder.
Pain and fear both rise up in you for a moment as you struggle to get free, but this thing what ever it is has a strong grip and with one of its hands it smashes your face repeatedly into the ground into your struggling becomes less, then it breaks your neck before feasting on the rest of your dead body.
