CH 4: My Hero (Part 2)
(The video above is for shits and giggles)f
"I must please my Lord and Savior Bendy!" He walks up to the final jock and turns him around to face me. He had a gag in his mouth and was crying. The strange ink man then got the axe and stood behind the jock. "BENDY! MY SAVIOR! MY LORD! HEAR ME AND LISTEN! I AM SAMMY LAURENCE! I AM YOUR PROPHET! SHOWER ME IN YOUR BLESSING AS I SACRIFICE THESE TWO SOULS! I WILL GIVE YOU A NEW SACRIFICE ON THIS DAY! A FEMALE! I NOW WILL GIVE YOU THE SOUL OF THIS YOUNG MALE BEFORE GIVING YOU YOUR MAIN COURSE!!!"
This Sammy guy then grabs the jocks hair and pulls it, causing him to jerk his head back hard enough to send the chair falling backwards. He falls and Sammy steps on some of his hair to make sure he doesn't move. Sammy lifts the axe and brings it down on the jocks chest. A defining crack is let out into the air along with muffled cries of serious pain. I gasp and close my eyes, crying. I know he was a jerk, but nobody deserved this.
I hear more muffled screaming and cries, but worst of all was the multiple cracking sound and feeling blood spurt onto my body from the boy.
It abruptly stopped and I felt a slimy hand on my cheek again. My eyes shoot open and my heart stops. Sammy's face was only inches from mine. His mask covered in blood, enough to make it drip. "Now my mistress, I must complete this ritual for my savior." He lifts up his other hand and I scream. In his other hand was the jocks heart, leaking blood and ink, Sammy's body has started to infect it.
He takes his hand off my cheek and puts it underneath the heart before squeezing it. Blood immediately poured forth from the organ and onto his hand. After all the blood is on his hand he throws the heart to the side. He clapped, getting blood on both hands and it splattered on anything near. He reaches up and puts his bloddied hands on my cheeks, leaving hand prints. "G-GET OFF OF ME!!! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PSYCHO!!!!" I yell trying to turn my head away, but his grip is firm. He takes his hands away and I can feel little strands of blood drip from the prints. I start crying harder when he reaches up again drawing something on my forhead. After he was done I realize what he had drawn. It was a pentagram with an upside down cross in the middle.
Sammy steps back, admiring his work. "Yeess....yeeesss. This is just perfect!" He walks away only to grab the axe that he had left in the jocks chest. He pulls it out with a splatter of blood. He walks over slowly. Blood dripping from the axe. "AND NOW, BENDY! I GIVE YOU YOUR FIRST EVER FEMALE SACRIFICE!!!"
Somebody...please...save me...I don't want to die...not like this...
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro