LMT
by:
explosion-boi 
382
382
27.12.2020
22 comments
explosion-boi[OP]
27.12.2020 20:07
LinkYou're walking back to the old warehouse because you lost a bet to a friend. they dared you to go inside it and shout, "come and get me!". you get inside, and as you open your mouth to shout, you hear a scream. it sounds like someone you know. you follow the direction of the scream, which leads you to a room in the back. the door is slightly open, and in the middle of the room, your best friend is tied up in a chair, covered in blood. you freeze up, and hear a familiar voice. the voice said. "you shouldn't have done that. you already knew what would happen if you did.". WWYD
LunarKittyAnimates33
27.12.2020 20:08
Link((Imma be wisp-
-Also is it ok if we can continue the other wwyd later?)
explosion-boi[OP]
27.12.2020 20:08
Linkyea, sure
-Wisp would run over to his friend and try to untie the rope binding him- "Its g-going t-to be okay...I've g-got you now....."
-Wisp would be confused- "W-what do you mean...? W-Who are you....? W-why are you hurting my friends...?"
The voice: keeping secrets, are we, Rae? you wanna tell 'im, or should i?
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The voice: i'll tell him then.
*walks into the light.
Me: Rae killed my best friend. he (my best friend) was the only one who really cared, and Rae took that away from me. so now, i'll make sure Rae doesn't see you, ever again
But Rae did. I can show you the corpse to prove it. i'll show you the footage
((I'm doing both this one and the other one at the same time lol))
and since you've seen this, i'll make you a hostage, too.
-you get knocked out, and wake up tied to a chair nest to Rae-
He flinched before freezing in fear; a sense of doom overtaking his body, tearing it apart limb by limb. It took its time, centering on his chest as he gulped and took a shuddering breath.
He remembered the movies. Horror movies would always have something like this. Someone tied up, in a chair, while a disembodied voice talked to them. Was it talking to him? Is this a dream?
Shaking his head, he mustered as much courage as he could; opening his mouth, feeling the cold air, and closing it shortly after. He tried again, and he spoke in a stammering, shuddering manner. "Wh-who are you?!"
His voice had risen before he could notice it. He gulped, and took a shuddering breath once again. He felt like he was going to run, but his legs wouldn't move.
Make sure I always have a gun with me so I can shoot who ever it was