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You know, you’d honestly thought life could not get much worse than it was sitting on that dock with a knife to your throat, a void of emotion filling you from your love leaving you.
Holy shit were you ever wrong.
The pain experienced after Liz removed her bloody wrist from yours was more intense than you ever thought possible, the fear and red tinted haze you saw the world through, the only sounds being your screams and Elizabeth’s strange chanting. You felt like crying even more than you had been when you started to feel that pull to unconsciousness, the relief from the pain, but you realize that complacency as a fatal mistake when you feel your very being dimming, you knew you were near death.
And the silence that followed your descent into that void? Enough to drive anyone insane with the emptiness of it all. The confusion set it at that point. How could you still think? You knew you were dead, you couldn’t feel your body, you only felt your thoughts and fear. An image flashed in the distance, a woman dancing in a beautiful red gown. You tried to scream at her but your phantom lips just could not open. She giggled and disappeared into the void.
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>>44472416
Next followed a vision of death, of thousands of bodies piled beneath a child, sitting on top playing with a corpse as if it were a toy baby. If you could feel sick you would’ve.
Finally, two identical shadows danced around you, one smiling in glee, the other crying with tears of sadness, you could feel the absolute despair from the crying shadow, the happiness from the other? Endless.
And then… light?
Your eyes cracked open, and snapped shut quickly. The room was so bright. Your nose was assaulted with the smell of sweat and filth, you easily realized it was yourself. You wore no clothes besides simple boxers, you vaguely remember the rest being bloodstained and torn to shreds. Lifting your head you can hear the voice of Elizabeth, almost as if she were yelling in the room adjacent to yours.
A.) Get up and see what’s wrong.
B.) Stay in bed and call for Jackson and Elizabeth
C.) See if you can make out what she’s saying
D.) Other (Write-in)
Hmph. I feels like we're being attacked
A.) go in there
>>44472421
>C.) See if you can make out what she’s saying
I'm going to be honest, I am pulling for the Blade route
>>44472508
Just gonna throw a bump in there for you OP
>>44472508
Second, let's break this party up
>>44472561
I mean we're about to go to the capital of bloodsuckers so let's just chill for a bit till we see what's going on
>>44472860
Oh and not to mention we have no clue how to get there yet
>>44472508
>>44472815
You turn slightly to put your feet on the ground. You’re surprised at how flexible you feel, as if none of your muscles were tensed, sliding quickly to stand on your feet. You lost some weight you realized as you glanced down, most of the pudge on your body being gone. But the yelling was by far the biggest concern. You open the door to the hallway and the sounds seemed to be coming from the bedroom down the hall, despite how hard you strained you couldn’t make out much of what she was saying, but it sounded exasperated.
You walked quickly down the hallway, and as your hand touched the doorknob to the other bedroom your blood went cold.
Those weren’t yells for help, or anger.
They were moans.
You threw the door open and you saw a sight that made your mind go blank despite the fear of the last day.
On her back was Elizabeth, hands twisted into the sheets, with Jackson on top of her.
Both equally naked.
Elizabeth screamed as the door was flung open, Jackson looking up shocked and suddenly scared. Presumably from the two fangs which had extended from your mouth, you’re not sure where they came from, but your mind went blank as you flew forward and attacked Jackson.
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The next thought you had is that the taste of blood in your mouth was pretty good. A warm savory taste. The next was that two men had your arms held to your sides. In front of you, Jackson’s body torn and mangled but still in one piece… mostly.
A.) Struggle to break free and finish the job, the bloodlust is still there.
B.) “What happened?!?”
C.) Attempt to collect yourself
D.) Open (Write-in)
>>44473284
... alright
D.) Open (Write-in)
Attempt to flee
>>44473284
>B.) “What happened?!?”
>>44473284
>>44473397
Switching to
>B.) “What happened?!?”
>B.) “What happened?!?”
>>44473284
>C.) Attempt to collect yourself
>>44473284
>A.) Struggle to break free and finish the job, the bloodlust is still there.
Fucking Pussys
>>44477590
Seconding.
>>44473284
A.)
He was fucking our ex.
