Post by punksthetic on Dec 9, 2013 15:40:09 GMT -12
Something to tide you guys over... I know I said this would be the last one, but that ending is just getting further away. lol
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The school bus is left in a ditch with its hazard lights blinking on and off. The bus-driver has his neck slashed, his blood leaking out onto his chest. Kids scramble out onto the school grounds and back into the school. Andy is the last one off the bus, watching as the kids scatter. He spots one particular kid out of the masses, Rodney, tethered to his new best friend Chucky as he runs into the front entrance of the school building. Andy chases after him and gets up to the large doors of the building, sighing as he places his hands on the door handle.
He creeks open the heavy door and looks inside at he dimly lit hallway. Kids are running through the hall and slamming the doors to their dorm rooms out of fright. Andy looks ahead at the end of the hall as one room has light spilling out onto the hallway. He walks slowly down the hall and searches his pockets for something, anything, and coming up short. He approaches the cone of light and stands in its aura.
Rodney is sitting down in a wooden chair, a look of pure terror on his face as Chucky is nowhere to be seen. Andy stands at the precipice of the room and looks into Rodney's eyes. Andy points to his right. Rodney shakes his head subtly. Andy points to his left as Rodney nods slightly in the affirmative. Andy blinks a couple of times and enters the room, one foot after the other. He turns to his left and sees a trash can and a dresser, but nothing else.
Chucky falls from above the door and slams Andy to the floor, holding a knife to his neck.
"YOU'VE TOYED WITH ME FOR THE LAST TIME, ANDY." Chucky presses the knife to his neck as his skin begins to tighten around the blade. Rodney looks down at Andy, sweat beading up on his brow as he pants with anxiety.
"RODNEY!" yells Andy. His voice starts to grow hoarse.
"I'm sorry, Andy!" says Rodney. "I'm sorry I didn't listen to you, man!" Blood starts to seep from Andy's neck.
"Rodney..." Andy squeaks out as Chucky's knife burrows deeper. Rodney kicks Chucky across the room as he lands inside the closet. Rodney launches himself upward and runs to the closet, slamming the door shut on the maniacal doll. Andy gets up from the floor, grabbing at his own neck and coughing.
"LET ME THE *censored* OUT OF HERE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Chucky yells from inside the closet.
"You alright?" asks Rodney.
"Yeah... I'll be okay," says Andy as he gives Rodney a grin. Rodney grins back.
A knife shoots through the closet door and sinks itself right into Rodney's side, injuring him as he falls to the floor. The door shoots open as Chucky stands over the wounded kid. Andy falls back against his desk, practically sitting on top of it. Chucky looks down at Rodney.
"Look what'cha did, ya little shit... Now it's ruined." Chucky watches as the boy bleeds out onto the floor, his eyelids flickering open and closed repeatedly. Chucky raises his knife. "This is gonna hurt me a lot more than it hurts you." He stabs the kid through the chest, piercing his last thread of life.
Andy runs out of the room and into the hallway. He runs down the hall to the end where he came in. He stops with his hands clicking the door rail. He unclicks the rail and turns back to the room. Chucky is waiting in silhouette in front of the aura of light.
"Arent'cha gonna run?"
"I've been running from you for years... I'm through running."
"That's the spirit, kid!" Chucky starts to walk toward him, raising his bloodied knife in the air. "Finally facing things like a man... Your mother'd be proud."
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The school bus is left in a ditch with its hazard lights blinking on and off. The bus-driver has his neck slashed, his blood leaking out onto his chest. Kids scramble out onto the school grounds and back into the school. Andy is the last one off the bus, watching as the kids scatter. He spots one particular kid out of the masses, Rodney, tethered to his new best friend Chucky as he runs into the front entrance of the school building. Andy chases after him and gets up to the large doors of the building, sighing as he places his hands on the door handle.
He creeks open the heavy door and looks inside at he dimly lit hallway. Kids are running through the hall and slamming the doors to their dorm rooms out of fright. Andy looks ahead at the end of the hall as one room has light spilling out onto the hallway. He walks slowly down the hall and searches his pockets for something, anything, and coming up short. He approaches the cone of light and stands in its aura.
Rodney is sitting down in a wooden chair, a look of pure terror on his face as Chucky is nowhere to be seen. Andy stands at the precipice of the room and looks into Rodney's eyes. Andy points to his right. Rodney shakes his head subtly. Andy points to his left as Rodney nods slightly in the affirmative. Andy blinks a couple of times and enters the room, one foot after the other. He turns to his left and sees a trash can and a dresser, but nothing else.
Chucky falls from above the door and slams Andy to the floor, holding a knife to his neck.
"YOU'VE TOYED WITH ME FOR THE LAST TIME, ANDY." Chucky presses the knife to his neck as his skin begins to tighten around the blade. Rodney looks down at Andy, sweat beading up on his brow as he pants with anxiety.
"RODNEY!" yells Andy. His voice starts to grow hoarse.
"I'm sorry, Andy!" says Rodney. "I'm sorry I didn't listen to you, man!" Blood starts to seep from Andy's neck.
"Rodney..." Andy squeaks out as Chucky's knife burrows deeper. Rodney kicks Chucky across the room as he lands inside the closet. Rodney launches himself upward and runs to the closet, slamming the door shut on the maniacal doll. Andy gets up from the floor, grabbing at his own neck and coughing.
"LET ME THE *censored* OUT OF HERE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Chucky yells from inside the closet.
"You alright?" asks Rodney.
"Yeah... I'll be okay," says Andy as he gives Rodney a grin. Rodney grins back.
A knife shoots through the closet door and sinks itself right into Rodney's side, injuring him as he falls to the floor. The door shoots open as Chucky stands over the wounded kid. Andy falls back against his desk, practically sitting on top of it. Chucky looks down at Rodney.
"Look what'cha did, ya little shit... Now it's ruined." Chucky watches as the boy bleeds out onto the floor, his eyelids flickering open and closed repeatedly. Chucky raises his knife. "This is gonna hurt me a lot more than it hurts you." He stabs the kid through the chest, piercing his last thread of life.
Andy runs out of the room and into the hallway. He runs down the hall to the end where he came in. He stops with his hands clicking the door rail. He unclicks the rail and turns back to the room. Chucky is waiting in silhouette in front of the aura of light.
"Arent'cha gonna run?"
"I've been running from you for years... I'm through running."
"That's the spirit, kid!" Chucky starts to walk toward him, raising his bloodied knife in the air. "Finally facing things like a man... Your mother'd be proud."
