>Now where we've left off it would seem the perfect place to give you a dream sequence >You know, one of those things where i wake up >walk into the kitchen >Blood everywhere >find Blondie finally has gone full Yandere and stabby-stabby with all the others. >Have an exceptionally long and drawn out swordfight and then eventually succumb to my wounds and die. >This would be the perfect place to draw you into an alternate reality where the women all love me unconditionally, or where i've become as smooth and suave as a super-spy. >I really wish it could be the place where i have prophetic visions of my future, of the events that lie before me. >But i can't tell you these stories >I don't dream >None of those wonderful adventures happened >My head hit the pillow, and the next thing i know i'm opening my eyes. >The first thing i noticed was that the pillow i was resting my head on smelled like rose petals >I don't know why, maybe a cleverer anon than i can figure it out, but that was simply the first thing i noticed when i woke. >The scent of rose petals is not a bad thing to wake up to, but a pitch black room is. >There was no light, none at all >to make it worse, i had no recollection of what was in the room. >In that funny way those things just manage to vanish when you go to sleep at a friend's house. >I realized the girls must have left me alone to sleep, possibly closed the blinds and the door. >I was left with the task of navigating my way through pitch-black darkness, in a room that was not my own nor well documented in my memory. >I ended up getting out of bed like a zombie >Arms outstretched and flailing >They should hit things before i do, navigational aids to-say >I know there's a lightswitch by the door, but i just have to find it >because of the rules involved with wandering around arms outstretched in a dark room trying not to hit things. >I hit my shins twice, stubbed my right toe and almost fell flat on my face tripping on unknown obstacles. >Finally i make it to the light switch, flip it and blink a couple times as light floods the room. >I turn around and try to determine what i tripped on getting here, and there's absolutely nothing but soft objects, sleeping bags and stuffed animals strewn around the room. >What the hell did i hit my shins on >spooky >Well next on my agenda is getting some water >My throat is dry, i probably slept with my mouth open >I manage to use the light of the bedroom to navigate to the hallway light switch and i flip it on >It shallowly illuminates the area, >It actually strikes me as weird that it's off >It's also weird that the house is completely silent >where the hell are the girls >I meander from room to room turning on lights as i go and looking for people >Nobody >Nobody in the living room >Nobody in the bathroom >Nobody in the kitchen >Where the hell are they. >I'm finally at my goal of the kitchen though, so i start grabbing a glass and filling it from the tap. >*BANG* >I flip a shit and drop the glass >It clinks and clatters into the sink as i'm off my feet and turned around before they hit the floor >There's fucking nothing in the kitchen, it sounds like it came from the living room >fucking hell i swear to god these girls better not be playing a trick on me >I'm tacticool as fuck on my tiptoes as i sneak over to the entrance of the living room and look in >the light is off again >I'm being fucked with, its got to be the girls fucking with me. >I've got this carefully concocted plan in my head on how to discover them >I call out "Listen i know you're there" >No response >Best plan. >I hear howling in the distance >I know that sound >Timberwolves >They've caught up to me in my city life after all these years >*BANG* >The bathroom light goes out too, and the kitchen light flickers at the same time >No holy shit fuck this shit >My plan is out the window, i've got absolutely no clue what was going on >There's no way there was a girl in the kitchen behind me dimming the lights, or in the bathroom, i could clearly see across the hallway to where they would have had to come in. >This is some paranormal activity bullshit going on right now >I'm ready for the girls to jump out of the growing shadows and scare me >anytime now >any... time >I retreat from the living room and back to the kitchen, thank Sol i've got light here >I need to stop saying these things >*BANG* >This time it's accompanied by the sickening sound of wood on wood >The same sound you might get when two ships crash together out at sea, or an old wooden dock collapses under the weight of a truck. >The worst part isn't even the sounds >Its that the kitchen had taken the effort to heed my thanks to the norse sun god and the light was off. >The house was pitch black now >I don't know why but there wasn't even light streaming in from outside like there should be. >It occurs to me that i might actually be dreaming, that this could be the first time i've ever had a nightmare. >Fuck >I crouch down to the floor of the kitchen, i know i can just find my way to the lightswitch and turn the light back on again >I start the crawl over in the direction its in >I hit the fridge head on >completely wrong direction, and now my head hurts. >I've got my bearings now, i try to crawl back towards where the light switch is >I'm very slow this time >I hit my head a couple times against various things, but i manage to not make it hurt by just not hurrying into them. >About halfway through the kitchen i crawl through something i could swear was cold and wet >I'm losing my edge now, if this is a joke they're getting me good >i stand up and fumble around for the lightswitches >Eventually i find one and flip it >Nothing >They're getting me really good >I'm not sure what i'm supposed to do >this isn't my house, i don't know where flashlights or candles would be >[spoiler]This was back before cell phones were popular with teens, we didn't have the portable magic light devices in our pockets 24/7 back then[/spoiler] >To make it worse, the howling started up in the distance again >I think its on the other side of the house >I feel like i'm obligated to investigate, but i'm not sure what i'll find >You know demons, bears, timberwolves, vampires >I would rather not find those things alone in a dark house where i can't fairly fight back >Im pretty sure all of those things can see in the dark. >I'm like a helpless bunny being hunted by demonic nightvision creatures. >My eyes are working as hard as they can, but i can only see the dark shapes of things >counters, cabinets, a silhouette standing by the exit to the living room. >I do a double take and its gone >Fuck >I'm not staying here >I'm trying to see down the hallway and discover the traps and creatures waiting for me down it, but i can't see more than a couple feet, and badly for those at best. >I don't like the human figure i saw in the shadows by the living room so i'm just going to stay as far away as possible >I start crawling down the hallway >The walls are closing in, suffocating darkness even >I can't tell if there's shadows flitting across my peripheral vision or what, but i know i'm hearing creaking sounds. >I'm not moving >there's still creaking in the distance >It sounds like the creaking raven and i made earlier tiptoeing down this hallway >Raven >She's probably still asleep >I'm close to the guest room, it's like another door down >the only problem is that creaking is down the hallway too >I've got to beat whatever's making the creaking sounds to the guest room, it's my only hope >I start hurrying down the hallway, i'm keeping my shoulder to the wall and watching the other side with anticipation >I know its safer, they can only get at me from one side, i just have to watch ahead of me and be- >*BANG* >This one came from the kitchen right fucking behind me >I jump half a foot in the air and turn on my speed >who cares what's in front of me i'm scurrying along trying to get to the door >The creaking is coming from the living room now >and above me >and behind me >The entire house is making noise like it's shifting on its hinges >There's still howling coming intermittently from multiple directions >I'm in panic mode, fuck everything >I just get up and barrel for where i think the door is >that's a wall >that's another wall >Doorhandle >I turn it and get inside and lock it >my knees just give out and i drop to sitting against the door. >No fucking regrets >Banging and wailing now coming from the other rooms in the house outside >i'm pretty sure i've just escaped with my life by a sliver >the creaking in the hallway has completely stopped >whatever it was, it's outside the door waiting for me. >in the darkness >waiting >i crawl across the room, hands blindly out in front of me >I'm trying to find the bed >I can't seem to find anything >It's like the center of the room is empty >After what feels like miles i find something round tall and hard >It's the post at the foot of the bed >I don't even know how i got over here >this isn't making any sense >I just inch my way back up the bed until i'm in the middle >I get on my knees and start feeling around on the bed, i know raven should be right here. >The bed is empty >As far as i can reach is nothing, its flat, no pillows, no sleeping girl >It's also cold, no warmth >Where the fuck is raven >Where the fuck is everyone >I swear to god if she got herself eaten after i saved her ass i'll never forg- >*BANG* >The fucking window of the guest room just up and shatters >HOLY SHIT >Faster than you can say scooby doo, i'm in the corner of the room farthest away from the window >I've never been so surprised in my life >I'm close to have never been more terrified in my life >I'm pretty sure my hair is now white >I'm pretty sure my pubic hair is now white is how freaked the fuck out i was. >There's a flash of light from the shattered window >I see a silhouette illuminated, sitting up on the empty bed i just checked. >NAW MAN >FUCK THIS >i'm not going to die like this >i'm going to attack whatever the fuck this thing is that just broke in and is going to eat me >i've got no weapons but my bare fists >maybe i can grab a shard of glass or something >I start crawling towards the bed with intent >KAFUCKINGBOOM >a fucking explosion just went off outside >no light at all, but it sounded like a neighbor just detonated their backyard with TNT >The entire house is shaking >The ground is vibrating >I can hear shards of glass rattling across the room >I'm all the way back in the corner again >This isn't going to help, there's a loud dull thump in-front of me, along with what sounds like all of the blankets and pillows on the bed falling down. >It's fucking coming for me holy shit >I'm holding out my hands and making a cross with my fingers >I know this wont probably work, but i'm just hoping someone will take pity on me and make it quick. >I'm going to make a break for the door maybe >Its my only chance >I haven't even got my hands down to flee in terror when the figure on the ground now makes a sound >"owww" >It's a girl's voice >Not a demon >Not a timberwolf >It's raven's voice >"Holyshitravenyouhavenocluehowgladiamthatyou'renotavampirezomibi eweretimberwolf" >I think those are the words i said >i don't think she understood a single word though >It's alright because she's not a demon trying to kill me >Atleast i hope so >"What... Storybro is that you?" (She uses the childhood nickname she's had for me for ages) >I'm sorry anons i can't tell you what it is, but its really cute >I'm ecstatic, i respond with my nickname for her (Also really cute) >You have absolutely no clue how happy i was to not be devoured by a timberwolf demon at that moment >I'm fumbling around trying to find her >Another flash >The room is lit up >I can see her for a split second >She's kneeling at the base of the bed, has a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, hair illuminated and sticking off in every which direction for just a second >It's enough time to start heading in her direction >KAFUCKINGBOOM >Holy fucking shit another one >The fucking room is quaking like atleast a 3.0 earthquake >My heart can't even take this >The windows of the house are all rattling >There's howling and wailing all around us >I don't even need to find Raven, she finds me. >I don't remember moving but it happened, we're curled up in the corner i was hiding in before >She's got a blanket wrapped around herself and kinda my shoulder >I've got one arm around her and the other holding myself together with how many scenarios of brutal horrible death i'm imagining from all the warzone going on. >But it's pitch black and she can't see that >She just waits for the sounds to end and whispers >little-scared-girl fear in her voice >"This thunder is terrifying, it hasn't been this loud since i was little" >Oh right it's thunder >[spoiler] It's possible many anons have never experienced a real strong thunderstorm before[/spoiler] >[spoiler]It sounds like actual bombs are going off outside, your entire house shakes, it's terrifying[/spoiler] >I realize i can hear rain outside >It probably started somewhere between me being in agonizing fear, and nearly shitting myself over this fucking house >It's the wind howling in the eaves too, and the creaking is just the house shifting along with it. >b... but the lights >this doesn't explain even half the spooky shit >I'm pretty sure there's still fucking demons in the hallway >"I'm glad you're not scared, i would be way more scared if you were" >She squeezes me tighter >I hope she can't hear how close i am to a heart attack. >This has been a thing she's done since she was 7 or 8 >I think i was sleeping over at her house for whatever reason, and it started raining and storming outside >It wasn't that loud, but she did the puppy-dog eyes and told me she was scared, so i held her hand until she went to sleep. >After that, whenever there was a thunderstorm it would be an excuse for me to come over and comfort her >It was a good excuse, i don't even think she was that afraid of thunder, she just enjoyed the company. >I liked doing it, it made me feel older and stronger than i really was. >Made me feel like a real man of the house, could protect someone >In reality i think i was doing it just as much for myself as i was for her >Maybe she was doing it for me too, i don't know. >Still, we had grown older, it wasn't really a thing we had done anymore. >The ironic thing was that i was about a thousand times more scared this time than she was. >Man of the house i was. >With the window wide open and wind blowing in, things were actually falling off tables and cabinets >and it was really really cold >Peppermint soap cold >The arms i've wrapped around raven are freezing, but i'm concentrating on not showing any weakness >I've got to atleast pretend i wasn't fleeing in terror down a dark hallway from demon drop dogs before i found her >not that i'm doing a very good job of that, i'm shaking >I'm not even that scared anymore >All the thoughts about being dismembered and eaten by demons kind of went away when raven showed up. >The human mind plays tricks on you when you're alone >Shows you things that aren't there, tells you scenarios that aren't happening. >*BANG* >These aren't lightning, there's something else outside making this noise >It's the fucking demons trying to get in again, its whatever broke the window >This scenario isn't in my head this is real >Another flash >Raven preemptively squeezes me, she's got her face pressed into my shoulder >The window and the area around it is a mess, there's shattered glass everywhere >Papers and other light objects near the window have been flung to the floor by the wind, some papers are even still airborne. >I can just make out two tall skinny shadows outside the window >They quickly move out of sight before the light fades >There's two loud *BANGS* when they do >Then the thunder hits >The house rattles again >The glass skitters lightly on the floor, tinkling sounds echoing through the room. >"It hurts, make it stop" >This wasn't really a plea, or a request it was just a statement >I guess she wasn't feeling too good still. >I tell her we should try to move towards a quieter and warmer part of the house >There's no argument >A light flickers on and off in the distance out of the window, we can't really see where it was but there's light enough to see the window again >There's a shadow there, a giant shadow floating in the middle of the room >WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT >I'm to my feet and i drag raven with me to the door >She's still wrapped up in the blanket, i can hear it rustling >I can hear the rain falling outside and on the roof, the pitter-patter it's making on the hardwood floor beneath the window >I can hear the wailing and screaming the wind is making in the eves of the house >We're leaving right now, i'm so done with this silent hill bullshit going on >I'm just ready for fog to appear at any moment and have us be trapped somewhere. >I unlock the bedroom door and open it and try to see whats in the hallway >Its really dark, i think i make out a shape sitting across the hall by the living room >Lightning flashes behind me again >Our bodies prevent it from illuminating whatever the shape is >But the reflected light bounces off its eyes >Its glowing red eyes >I hear a growl >I slam the door again >"Please tell me you saw and heard that raven" >There's genuine panic in my voice >That was a fucking demon dog i know it. >She's seen nothing >She has no clue what i'm talking about >It's some kind of directed demon ghost i know it now >I'm the only one who can see it >I think last time the room lit up i saw a book on the floor, i lean down and kind of fumble around for it until i find it. >It's some hardcover novel, perfect >I tell raven to get ready >She's not really sure what i mean, but i guess she grips my hand tighter so we're ready to go >I throw open the door >I chuck the book into the living room at the creature >I don't hear a sound, but i see its a clean hit, the eyes are gone >I don't even wait, we're into the dark hallway and running as fast as we can >I'm stumbling over everything in my way, i hit my leg on everything, i'm practically dragging raven as we run >We hit some door, hard >I hit it first though, it hurts my shoulder but i can stop raven from hitting it as hard as i did. >we open it and hide inside >It smells like old cigars and musty books >It's a room i haven't gone in before, but i have no clue what it is. >Still can't see anything at all >We just jam the door closed and huddle up at the base of it >I'm shivering, somewhat out of pure terror, and the rest out of cold >She's not dumb, she notices >She's sharing the blanket this time >With a deft movement its wrapped around both of us and we're sitting side by side >Our shoulders are touching, which is perfect because my shoulder was very cold and hers was very warm >We're just sitting there silently in whatever room we've entered >Its much quieter than the guest room >Even still, every time we hear a bang, or a bout of thunder echo through the neighborhood, >Raven flinches and squeezes me harder. >We're there for what feels like hours, even though it was maybe only 10-15 minutes at most. >It's not a talking moment, we never really talked when there was thunder >It's a "I'm scared shitless of these demon dogs" moment. >I'm straining for any sound i can hear in the house that isn't the bangs creaks and slams i keep hearing >Finally i hear one >Its loud, its a heavy door slamming shut. >Its from the front of the house >There's banging, stomping, and it's all getting closer >There's talking too, it's muffled and low pitch, like someone possessed by lucifer himself >Whatever it is, it's stumbling towards us >And its big, its loud >Its making huge giant stomping squelching steps down the hallway >Whatever it is it's real close now >The door bangs loudly as whatever it is reaches it feet first >fuckohfuckohfuck >"Grab the handle" I shout at raven, and we both jump up and hold the door shut as hard as we can. >"W... are you two in there? Let me in the flashlights are right there on a shelf" >Its birthday's voice, but its low and muffled. >What the fuck are those footsteps though >"What are you doing in there?", her voice is all confusion >Giant god damn footsteps that squelch and squeak >It can't be birthday, its a demon timberwolf in disguise that's using Birthday's voice to trick us >I'm trying to convey this to raven when we're both yanked forward >Birthday just kinda effortlessly opened the door when we weren't resisting >We both tumble sprawling forward and end up on the floor >I can't see anything >I can hear Squeaks and Squelches as the giant-footstepped timberwolf steps over us and into the room we were in though >There's rummaging, a bit of crunching and a couple more squeaks before the demon lets out a muffled "AHA!" and i hear a click >I'm scrunching my eyes closed, its the end i know it. >Suddenly i can see my eyelids >Light? >I open my eyes to see the demon casting some kind of fire-beam spell at me >It's too late for me to dodge, i just close my eyes again, lie still and wait for the eventual burning inferno >No damage >I must have rolled a natural 20 >I open my eyes again >Its just a flashlight >She doesn't have a light on herself, but the reflection is enough to give me an idea of what she looks like. >Her eyes are lit up in a glare, she's got a hand on her hip, and i look down >Galoshes >Oh >She doesn't look very happy >"What were you doing in the office!" >I take a look over at raven and realize she's still topless, i'm still topless >This looks bad >I'm about to start cashing in my previously earned guilt points to try to get us out of this >Raven interrupts >"I was scared of the thunder, i hid, he found me" >She's got a terrified tone of voice, i know she's faking but it's really good >She's amazing with her voice when she wants to be, or needs to be. >Still ouch though, those are some hard hits to take just to get me out of trouble. >She admitted she was scared of thunder, hiding again, and that i was at no fault for any of it >That's a lot of hits, she still owes me way more though >Birthday seems to accept this answer, as there would be no way she would self-depreciate herself more intentionally than just admitting she was in the room half-naked with me. >Atleast as far as she knew >Girl logic >Birthday grants us her blessing and we're given the ability to cast the level 1 "Minor Light Spell" >We can now see what she's wearing >Giant green sweater jacket with the collar pulled up around her mouth >Explains the muffled voice >Was probably really cold outside with whatever she was doing >We hear other talking in the kitchen, i guess they had all gone out walking for some stupid reason >"Come to the kitchen, we brought pizza" >I lied, amazing reason, i'm sorry i ever doubted you birthday >We're on our feet in a flash and ready to head to the kitchen >Pizza man >Oh, wait... >I stop, halfway down the hallway and look into the still dark living room >I hold my arm out and stop birthday and Raven >They're all looking along with me >"Careful, there's a Grue in there" >They have absolutely no clue what i'm talking about >I sure hope i don't have a clue either >I turn around and back away from the living room slowly, keeping an eye on it the entire time. >I'm ready at any moment to shine my flashlight in any direction it's needed, we would only get one chance. >I don't think the girls knew what was happening, they just let me do it. >After an agonizingly slow trip backwards in fear, we make it to the kitchen. >We find Homely, Glasses and Blondie wearing similar getups to birthday >Frankly they're all wearing way too much clothes, i'm very sad as all my previous progress is seemingly gone. >But then again i didn't exactly expect them to go get pizza in Bras >The other girls don't take long to comment on Raven's state of dress though >"What, clothes not good enough for you?" - Blondie >"You weren't doing something DISGUSTING while we were gone were you?" - Homely >I tell them to promptly shut the fuck up, since she had just woken up to the window in the guest bedroom shattering all over her >Yeah, i make it far more dramatic than it actually was >That's my job >I left out the part of me hiding in the corner almost screaming like a little girl though >to my regret, thoughts of eating pizza are dropped and flashlights are handed out >I guess i'm too good at my job. >We group up and head to the haunted guest bedroom >With a mass of flashlights, the room is rather bright, we can inspect the damage i guess >The window is shattered pretty bad, glass is all over the floor, under the bed and cupboards too. >The curtains are out and billowing up in the air >They're pretty long so they're in the middle of the room. >The wooden shutters outside are making "Bangs" back and forth as they hit the house and then the window frame >Looks like the top hinge of one of them snapped off, so it hit the window at an angle. >There's still occasional thunder and lightning, but its farther off in the distance now >The biggest problem is the rain flooding in to the room and pooling on the floor in front of the window >Birthday vanishes out into the hallway and we hear the front door slam before she appears over at the side of the house >A little bit of string and elbow work later, she's got the shutters tied closed, they aren't totally waterproof but it's better than nothing. >We throw down some temporary towels and return to the pizza, birthday joining us back in the kitchen >She's soaking wet >So are the other girls, but pizza is deemed more important >I inspect the treasure trove of delicious they've returned with >Pepperoni >Pineapple, Ham, Mushrooms >Green Peppers, Onions, Sausage >All Xtra Large, God tier pizza selection >Plus they brought more drinks and snacks >We're all over it like hungry hungry teenagers >Seriously, hippos can't even begin to compete >In less than 15 minutes, Two and a half of those pizzas are gone. >We didn't even sit down, we must have looked a comical sight in that kitchen >It's completely dark, just a couple flashlights on the kitchen island illuminating various corners of the room. >Two of us shirtless, the rest wearing entire soaking wet overcoats and rain boots. >All chowing down on pizza like monsters >It was delicious, frankly it was just what we all needed after that day >specially me, after... well after you know who was sacrificed. >Sufficiently Pizza'd, we get to the next order of business >I don't actually know what the next order of business is >Blondie fixes that problem i was having >"She's got to put on a shirt or something" >Her tone was polite, light and nearly singsong as always >But she was definitely antagonizing raven >"Oh leave her alone, she's almost as Flat as Storybro" >This was rude, condescending and arrogant... as always >When homely says this, Raven shrinks back slightly. >Maybe everyone else didn't notice but i did. >What am i saying they're girls of course they noticed. >The funny part is that i didn't really have any urge to protect her from it. >She might have just curled up in my arms, but i wasn't feeling any softer for what she'd done earlier. >our grouping up was convenient for my state of fear, that was all. >I let homely/blondie poke their fun at raven and i just dove myself into some soda >When i came back up for air, raven had her arms crossed defensively and wasn't looking up. >Sucks for her i guess >I bring up the fact that the other four girls are wearing a liberal amount of soaking wet and probably cold clothes >About to offer to help when Glasses interjects >She says they should all take a shower and get warm again and put on some fresh clothes >I look at the clock, it's only 7:30, it seemed way later >It's the middle of school session though, so of course the days get pitch dark at 6:00. >I offer to put the pizza away so they can all go get ready for individual hot showers, and they skitter off taking a flashlight each >Blondie doesn't take a flashlight though, she just vanishes into the still-dark living room >"Eeek!" >Oh no >She's being eaten by a grue >God damnit blondie >I rush into the living room with a flashlight >I know i'm not going to be able to save her but i have to try >At first i can't even find her >Then i realize she's over behind the couch at the other entrance to the room >She's sitting on her butt on the floor >She tripped over some book and a teddy bear that were sitting there >I was relieved, looks like she was safe >I help her up and turn around to find raven has followed me, like a little lost puppy >She's even wagging her invisible tail, its adorable. >Blondie vanishes into the darkness again and i wish her luck in her adventure, realizing I'm going to be alone with Raven for like 20-30 minutes as they all warm up. >She realizes the same thing. >She grabs my hand and pulls herself close >She places it across her right breast and asks "What do you want to do while we wait?" >Its a tease, a carefully planned suggestion she's probably been scheming for minutes now. >She wants me to pay attention to her. >I want none of it. >I yank my hand away >I move over to the couch, sit down and throw down the flashlight so it illuminates the bottom half of my body >its just the way it ends up sitting >I'm casting a shadow like the reverse of someone trying to tell spooky campfire stories >Raven doesn't seem to get the hint, >She sits down next to me, trying to get as much body contact as possible >She doesn't realize why i don't want to sit next to her, why i don't want to touch her >I get up and leave her there on the couch, moving to the armchair. >Only enough room for one >I can't see her face, no expressions, just darkness >She gets up and walks over to me again >She better not >She does >She tries to sit down on my lap >I shove her off >Not just a light shove either, she drops two feet to the floor >She's not getting the picture >I stand up >Three words >"We're. Not. Friends" >I walk over and pick up the only flashlight in the room on the couch >I'm stone cold serious, my heart is dead on making this clear. >I follow my previous statement with another >"You don't deserve me as a friend. Not anymore." >I switch off the flashlight and walk away, leaving her in complete darkness. >I just hear silence, silence and my footsteps. >Then she was eaten by a Grue.