Still Hazel’s POV

I honestly didn’t know what to do- well, sort of. I knew I had to die, I’m causing too many problems and I’m better off not existing. I wandered the streets of the city, head filled with bad thoughts as I curse myself for living, for being so stupid, for hurting those that mean so much to me. I’m such a dumbass...

I walked into a big alleyway behind a building, knowing that there are some large shards of glass that may be used to take my life. Passing drugies and dumb acholic people, I find an old glass bottle that looks pretty breakable. I slammed the glass bottle on the ground resulting in me cutting myself in my leg and my hand from the small pieces that flew from the ground, but I didn’t care, I wouldn’t matter in a bit anyway.

Holding the biggest piece of glass in my hand, I began to ponder and get lost in my thoughts. Was this my fault- or someone else’s? Why did this happen to me? Stop. This is my fault. All of it. I held the piece of glass to my neck preparing to kill myself, tears welled up in my eyes as I said my last words:

“Goodbye everyone- I guess-”

“Injured.”

What? Nevermind, probably some high weirdo. I tried again: I put the glass piece on my neck and quickly tried to stab myself, but the weapon was stopped by something. It looked like a hand but it was completely black and it seemed sharp.

I was enraged.  Whoever the hell this is, is getting on my nerves. “LOOK BUDDY, I-” What? What is that?

(HHHHHHHH I was running out of time and I needed to quickly get this done)

I was stopped by a fucking furry.

“Injured. Help, injured.” It sounded like two people were talking at once and it’s voice- sounded so deep, what the fuck is it? “I’m- I’m fine. Please leave me alone.” It just stared at me, why am I so nervous? I’ve seen many weird things like it so why do I feel so scared?

“Come, help injured. Come so help injured.” It began to approach me, activating my flight or fight response and causing me to run. It chased me as I dove between alleyways and trash bins trying to escape whatever it was. Eventually, I ran out of an alleyway and into a store gaining the attention of the workers closing the store.

“Ma’am I’m sorry but we’re-”

“John, what the hell?! Can’t you see she’s bleeding?” One of the workers with blond hair and blue highlights came up to me and kneeled down to my level, looking worried. “Are you okay, sweetheart? Do you need me to call the police?” Although she seemed nice, I needed to get out of here before I cause any more trouble. “No, I’m fine. I just- I just  got chased by this weirdo why I was heading home. I fell on some glass on the way here, but I’m fine now, my hands and legs just hurt.”

Wow, I’m a good liar, but why does my whole vocabulary revolve around the word ‘weirdo’?

“Oh jeez, here, I’ll get you some bandages and cleaning wipes while my friends, Cassidy and John, cook you up some ramen? Is that fine?” The same girl said sweetly. “Wait what?” the guy, who I assume is John, questioned. “John, be nice! She needs assistance! Anyway, are you fine with that- um-” “Hazel, and yeah, that would be nice.” The girl’s face lights up, “Awesome! My name is Danielle, I’ll go get those bandages for you. Sit wherever you like.”

I sat at the table in the corner farthest from the window to avoid seeing that THING again, it honestly scared the shit out of me. After about five minutes, Danielle came back with the bandages and a few disinfectant wipes, “Can you do this yourself or do you want me to do it for you?” “Um- can you do it? I’m not that good at bandaging myself.” I can bandage myself, really good actually, I’m just too lazy and too tired to do anything at the moment. “Of course! Just sit still alright, it’ll be over in a second.”

Look at this mom!

The food looks good!

Why am I here again?

Voices. Just voices.

About five more minutes passed and my ramen was done as well as my bandages, which wasn’t too bad, besides the fact that I still had some glass in my hand and she had to pull it out, that hurt like hell. “Here kid. Freshly made Shiitake ramen, on the house!” It smells really good, hopefully it tastes as good as it smells. Picking up my chopsticks, I grabbed some ramen and took a large bite. I loved it! The flavor, the rice ramen, everything! It was deletable! “How is it kid? Ya like it?” “It’s alright.” Damn, my social anxiety. “I’m glad, do you have a ride home? If not, I could drive you home.” Cassidy spoke up. After what happened before, no way in hell am I getting into a car with a person I just met. “No thanks, I’ll call an uber. I have money.” I do have some money left over from the carnival, but I’m not going to call an uber, I’ll just sleep on a roof somewhere. “I called an uber to drive me home, if you want, I ask him to drop off both of us.” Danielle suggested. There’s no way I could win this, is there? I let out a sigh and looked down. “Yeah, sure.” “Alright, he’ll be here any minute, get ready.” “Alright.”

It’s been fifteen minutes, what the fuck. “I’m getting irritated, let me call him real quick.” Danielle got up and walked to the back of the room to call whoever this uber driver was.

“Hey, what’s going on-”

“STOP! Stop calling me, please! I won’t pick you up at that location, I get it!”

“Um, it’s me Danielle, this is the first time I’m calling you. Are you alright?”

“What? But you called me FOURTEEN times! How do you not remember? You were literally yelling at me to go to the closest entrance of the park because you had to meet up with someone, you sent me a picture and everything. Whatever, I’m here, hurry up.”

“What? No, I’m still at the same location, I could send a picture of the stop I asked you to pick me up at.”

“Wait, but who is this? They’re standing there with and they look just like you. Are you fucking pranking me?”

“What, no, I’m standing outside of a noodle shop, waiting for you. Where are you?”

“I’m at the location you wanted me to meet you at! Why are you making this so complicated- wait, why aren’t you on the phone?”

“I am? Dude, are you-”

“HOLY- WHAT THE HELL!?” The sound of tires screeching could be heard on the other side of the phone.

“What!? Are you alright!?”

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT THING?! IT- It was-”

“I need you to explain to me what happened! I’ll call the cops just tell me what happened!”

“What am I supposed to explain!? That THING fucking morphed- I don’t fucking know!”

“What. Wait- Hazel!” I took the phone from her. I knew what was happening, I might be able to save him. “What did it look like?” “What? Who the fuck are-” “What did it fucking look like?!” He froze. “I don’t know? I had no eyes, and it grew, like, two feet! I had some grey and white dress on I think and it smiled- oh god that smile. I don’t know what the fuck it was, all I know is that it tried to kill me!”

I knew it. It was that thing again. “Hazel, what’s going on-” “OH GOD, IT’S IN THE FUCKING CAR- GET AWAY! STAY AWAY FROM ME-” Did the call end? Why, what the fu-

“Sweetheart, my dearest child. 6 down, a lot more to go. I’ll keep my promise.” Beep.

“What. What the fuck happened? Hazel. What happened?” Danielle stared at me in shock while I fell to my knees. Another after another. 6 people, this sick freak, what does it want with me? “Guys? What happened, is everything alright?” The two employees walked out of the restaurant with confused faces. “I don’t- I don’t know? Hazel, what happened? Please tell me.” I could barely lift my face up, my eyes were trying to hold back tears as I stood back up. “Hazel, please-” “GUYS, WATCH OUT-”

CRASH

Everything was blurry. Everything hurts. A car came swerving into the small shop, missing me and Danielle but hitting Cassidy and John.I don’t think they survived. I look to my right and see Danielle unconscious from the crash, she’s breathing slowly with her hair covering her face and the blood that’s running down her forehead. My hearing and sight begin to come back as I try to stand up but I fall back down.

This is just my luck, laying here like a sitting duck out in the road. Speaking of luck, it began to rain. Great. I looked over to Danielle again, she didn’t look as injured as me, but she did look pretty banged up, there was something behind her though. That thing that chased me through the maze of alleyways, it stood over her as it began to scoop her up it’s- arms? It came from its mouth and was completely black. Maybe he won’t notice me if I lay here quietly, but almost on cue, I began coughing up blood.

Shit.

Whatever it is looked over to me staring, again. “Badly Injured.” I walked over to me and picked me up, my body hurt so much, I couldn’t fight back. I could barely talk. “Treat injured.” And just like that, I passed out, seeing nothing but black.

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