New Day, New Me(Jackson Samuels vs Ice Monkey, Day 2)
Oct 22, 2016 10:50:16 GMT -5
Post by uwu on Oct 22, 2016 10:50:16 GMT -5
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Last night plagued me with nightmares upon nightmares of the day before. The horror of all the blood being splattered every which way; two people dying with a crushed skull. I didn't realize it would be so traumatizing that I'd have nightmares. I guess i'm not as strong as I thought I was. And how the hell was I able to sleep through an entire night's worth of nightmares? That's honestly a first. Then again, I haven't had nightmares in a while, either. I really can't wait to forget them. Is that a pen? A pen is laying on the ground near where I lay, right next to my pile of javelins. Oh, yeah. That thing that happened yesterday. I forgot to pick one up. Whoops. I pocket it and get on with waking up.
Standing up never felt so painful. Everything felt sore. Even places that didn't get stabbed or used. Are they sore, though? I could be just imagining that. Probably just imagining that. I'm just glad my wounds have stopped bleeding. I can't wait to get out of here. I pick up my weapon stash. Wait. Where is everyone? Looking around, everything I see is rock, with the shade getting darker and darker as it moves down into the whole. Shit. This isn't good. It's never good.The paranoia that I didn't know I had spiked up as I start walking. I get one of my javelins in my dominant hand just in case I need to throw it at something.
I have no idea where I need to go. Then again, there isn't anything here I HAVE to go to. I think. I do know that I need to go home. 5 died yesterday. That just means 19 of us left. 18 more people to outlive. And possibly kill. If my spirits had were up at all, they went from 100 to 0 real fast. Or wherever they were at before to 0. Just do what you need to do to survive, Jackson. Please don't die. Not in here, at least.
After a little bit of walking further into the hole, I see something. What is that? That ain't no tribute. It looks... frozen. Should I let it go? Holycrapit'samutt. DON'T LET IT GO. REPEAT. DON'T LET IT GO. KILL IT BEFORE IT KILLS YOU. NOW. GO. Panic picks up as I throw my first javelin at it, not wanting it to get the best of me. "DIE YOU STUPID MUTT!"
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