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"Thnks fr the Mmrs"
-Fall Out Boy
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"One night and one more time, thanks for the memories"
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I felt pain before I could even open my eyes. My back was sore, like I was just unconscious on a hard, cold floor.
When I opened my eyes, I realized I had been unconscious on a hard, cold floor.
Specifically, a checkered pattern floor.
I seemed to be in some type of office.
There was a desk along with a black leather chair in front of it.
Everything came back to me at once.
Motherfucker!
I wanted to strangle him the next time I saw him. I stood up and looked around.
Is this.. an old location? Why the hell am I here out of all places?
How the hell was there still power? Did he turn on a backup generator?
My back ached horribly, and my neck did as well.
All my clothes seemed to be as they were before. I checked my pockets for any of my stuff.
Keys? Gone.
Wallet? Gone.
My blood boiled. "Goddammit!" I muttered to myself. I looked around the office for anything. There was a phone sitting on the desk. I ran over to it
I picked it up but soon realized the cord was cut.
I sighed in irritation and almost slammed the phone back down. I saw a monitor screen.
I picked it up and noticed that it was cameras after I turned it on.
The side of the screen was slightly cracked but I could still see quite well.
I flipped through a few cameras before I noticed a figure moving around more towards the stage area.
More specifically, Julian's figure.
He turned around and must've noticed the camera moving, or the red light that signaled that someone was watching.
He grinned and waved before making his way towards the office.
Beads of sweat started dripping across my forehead. I threw the tablet down and slammed my fist on both buttons I assumed would close the doors.
They did as commanded and shut along with a loud thud on either side.
I looked back at the monitor screen that was on the desk.
It was draining my power.
Severely.
I started panicking and looked for something to use as a weapon.
The monitor seemed heavy enough but I looked around anyways. I noticed what seemed to be a loose pipe on the wall.
I was trying to tear it off the wall when I heard pounding on the left door.
"I know you're in there. Your power won't last forever!~" he said in a singsong voice.
I tore the pipe off the wall in one motion and got ready to swing. I looked over at the monitor and watched my power percentage decrease rapidly.
15%..
14%..
13%..
I looked back at the door. Julian was looking in on the other side of the glass window.
He just watched.
Menacingly.
I looked back at the monitor.
9%..
8%..
7%..
I heard Julian chuckling.
4%..
3%..
2%..
I got the pipe ready, gripping it tight.
1%..
0%..
It was a good second before the office went dark, the only light coming from the monitor screen.
Julian walked in the office slowly before lunging at me.
I dodged him and swung the pipe as hard as I possibly could, putting every ounce of adrenaline and strength into this hit.
I heard the pipe make contact with the side of his skull. He almost fell backwards and put his hand on his head after grunting.
I heard him chuckling. "Good hit."
"Get away from me, you fucking creep." I spat.
"Oh come on, surely we can talk this out."
I stepped back.
He walked forward so I kept walking backwards into the hallway.
"You don't understand, Y/n." He said.
"What do I not understand?!" I shouted.
"I knew you were the love of my life as soon I saw you."
"What about Alice! Didn't you have an ounce of feeling for your ex wife?!"
"I had no possible way to contact you. So she was my last resort. Every time I held her, every time I kissed her, every single time I would imagine it was you.
You may not see it, but we're meant to be together."
"I've already found someone, so just fuck off!" I turned around the booked it into the lobby.
I fell to the checkered main room floor when a loud bang and then ringing played out.
A horrible pain in my left ankle struck as soon as I fell.
Blood. Blood was pouring out of my ankle.
"I didn't want to have to do that. You'd best be glad there isn't a facility near enough to have heard that." He chuckled.
I held in my cries of pain as I started crawling away, a trail of the crimson liquid being left behind on the floor.
Julian was laughing.
Laughing like a madman.
"Come here, sweetheart! You can't run from me forever!"
I held back the tears that wanted to stream down my face from the pain in my ankle.
I felt the man behind me pull me up to my feet, one of which I couldn't even stand on.
I heard glass shattering.
I turned around and saw four figures.
"Aw, look. They've come to try to save you." Julian says. He then wraps one arm around me and puts the gun to the side of my head.
"No one move or I'll shoot!"
"Julian, you don't have to do this!" I heard my childhood best friend shout.
"Stay out of this, Audrey!" He shouted.
"Julian, put the fucking gun down!" William shouted, stepped closer.
He was angry.
No, angry was an understatement.
He wanted to commit murder. Again.
Henry stood next to him. To my surprise, Michael was behind him.
How long was I unconscious?
Julian was amused. In fact, he was laughing like he had lost his mind.
"Oh, Mr. Afton. Don't try anything." He said.
William was about to say something but Julian spoke before he could get a word out of his mouth.
"Don't think I won't tell your best friend and your son what you did six years ago."
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this is not an epic gamer moment.