Chapter 9

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by ghostlyboba1

by ghostlyboba1

Finny POV :

I woke up on the mattress and went to go piss, when I walked around the corner, I had just figured out there was a black phone on the wall next to the mattress, assuming I could call the cops I ran over and tried to dial 911.
I didn't notice it, but the clown dude came in.

Clown Dude : That doesn't work, hasn't since I was a kid, I'm Albert.

I sat there still trying to dial it, this time more aggressively.

Finny: What?
Albert : oh nothing, just put the damn phone down!

Finny: Why?! What do you want!?

Albert : To cut your insides out and choke you with your own intestines, now put it down!
I put it down, and sat down in the bed in shock.

He left the room, and locked the door.
So many days passed, and I felt so sick, I could hardly walk, or eat he didn't feed me for at least a week, until he finally gave me some eggs, and sparkling water?

Albert : Eat!
I gobbled it all down because I was starving and drank it all. He left the door but this time he didn't shut it all the way.
I went up and opened it a little, before I did the phone started to ring?

I walked towards it and I picked it up, it sound like, Bruce?

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