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Part 2

Dodger's

Rusty's

Uncle Eggswyn's

Quiverrs'

Flouie's

Wispy's

Sketchy's

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GORETOBER 2023

Day 19: Found

CONTAINS -> DISTURBING IMAGERY, BLOOD

The silence is maddening, it almost made me wished I'm already found.

I curled up under the bed, minimizing my posture as much as possible. Every small squeak and groan the house made felt like an alarm, warning me that my pursuer was closing in.

I keep checking behind, making sure my tail isn't sticking out in the darkness.

On the verge of tears, I laugh - how else can I release tension in such a situation? Usually, I pride myself for its size and will gladly show it off to others. Now, I'm damning the day I get that stupid tail enlargement surgery.

Then, the tirade of insults against the stupid decisions of my past self all came to a halt by a clomp. The all-too-familiar sound of his paws against the floor, as if he was tracking me with his nose, hot on my trail.

I shuddered, fighting back the urge to scream in fear. It didn't help that I could smell the scent of rotting flesh in the air. I could hear him pacing across the floor, his heavy breathing signaling the nearing end of this twisted version of hide and seek.

I hate this game.

That dumbass rabbit should have just- sigh, what's the point.

Wishing harm to the one who started this is pointleas considering he is the first one to go. Way to use a party popper, Cuddles.

A creak - its harshness jabs my ears.

For that moment I froze, my whole body going cold, unable to move a single inch.

I clutched the socks I found nearby close to my chest, hoping this would somehow ward the guy off. That of course is ineffective hearing how his footsteps are getting closer. He's growling to my direction, as if I need any more reason to be intimidated in the darkness.

The room felt suffocating as I cowered under the bed, trying to contain my breathing. I could feel the sweat trickling down my forehead as I clutched the socks tighter.

I knew he was right in front of me, crouching down with his strikingly yellow eyes glaring back at me. I could imagine him smirking, his sharp teeth gritting as he brandished his bowie knife.

I closed my eyes, willing the vision to go away as soon as I opened them again...

but it didn't.

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(feat. the silli five)

Trick or treat 🍬🍫🎃 >:]

TRICK!

Prank at haunted mansion (AT 4 AM) (GONE WRONG!) (ALMOST DIED) (JAZZ DID WHAT???)

(AIN'T NO WAYYY) (SCARY) (HELP) (ATTACKED) (CAUGHT ON TAPE) (SUPERNATURAL)

GORETOBER 2023

Day 17: Crime Scene

CONTAINS: IMPLIED SUFFOCATION, DISTURBING IMAGERY

BREAKING NEWS

Police announced today that the suspicious death of 28-year-old Truffles, a boar, in an abandoned parking lot is being investigated as a homicide. The body was found by a passerby who immediately called law enforcement.

The main suspect in the case is a nearby purple lamb who claims to have witnessed a "pickle choking Truffles." Police are still investigating and have not yet confirmed this allegation.

The city's police department says the investigation is still ongoing and that they are doing everything in their power to solve this puzzling case. The community is devastated by the loss of Truffles, who was known as a generous and hardworking fellow who made a mark on everyone he met. The investigation is still ongoing and the community hopes that justice will be served soon...