What in the world was this. I was in an office or better said a study. There was so much brown everywhere it was all just wood and books. I can’t forget the books. This weirdo had a mirror in his study. Why do you ask? I have no idea, maybe the owner was a narcissist or something. I decided to check myself out because I knew I definitely wasn’t wearing my clothes. These were itchy and I had the feeling some of these clothes were expensive.
I took a look at myself and I looked…good. My hair was slicked back and they had replaced my glasses with a different frame. They no longer had thick black rims but they were thin and gold. I looked intelligent. Did I mention the suit I had on? I looked so snazzy. There was even a flower on the suit. It was mostly black but there were a few pink and purple flowers on it. I really liked the suit. Maybe once I got out of here they would let me keep it.
I had completely forgotten that I was inside a game. So when I heard a voice I screamed. I sounded like a dolphin.
“Jesus, You aren’t helping my hangover.” I heard a voice
This guy sounded tired. Though all I could think about was how he got in. I hadn’t heard a door close and there were windows. I hate this place and I haven’t been in it for a long time and I hate it. Nothing makes sense and I hate it. I like knowing what's going on for everything to make sense.
“Well, are you just going to stand there with that dumb look on your face? Do you not know what's going to happen now?” He asked.
Well, I wouldn't want to leave him hanging so I answered.
“Uhm no, I don’t? Were you going to tell me or something?” I said. How scared was I? My voice sounded way higher than it was. Then the fact that this guy was smirking didn’t help at all.
He just gave me a look and then decided to smash his glass on a table. What was this guy doing? Then he started inching closer.
“H-hey bu-d-d-d-d–dy watch do-i-in?” I said
I looked for the sharpest object near me, a pen. I guess I could try to blind him? I saw a post that you could kill someone if you stab them hard enough in the right eye? It was too messy. He might die and I’m not killing anyone today or ever.. Just scratch him and make him stop. I was running low on time as This guy was edging forward and I was reaching the end of the room. I was going to need to fight soon.
He finally took his first stab, thank god for dodgeball. My dodging skills were finally helping in a situation. I tried to trip this guy over, with no luck. I did have an advantage though. He was drunk or hungover. His moves were sloppy and slow. I could just keep moving until I knew what I was going to do.
I was sorta struggling to write this chapter so I split it into two. I've decided how I'm going to write this with layout and stuff. I just hope it doesn't get too confusing for you guys. Please tell me if it does! I nearly posted the wrong chapter because I changed the order. I was full-on panicking that I had done something wrong 2 days before this update.
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