This choice: Stay where you are, and trust that he won't hurt you. • Go Back...
Chapter #4
Baaaad choice.
by: Unknown
You looked into the gloomy dark room, as Flippy's footsteps drew closer.
"HAHHeheHEehEeHE...you ...don't know what its like...bombs going off all around you...
YaHaHAHeee....bullets whizzing past your head...burying themselves into the brains of your friends...
YAAAAH!!!"
You leaped to the side as Flippy plunged a building sized buie knife into the sofa, inches from where you had just stood.
You could hear the fabric of the sofa rip as Flippy cackled insanely.
"You know...i've seen things...things that would drive ANYONE INSANE!
I had to hide...inside the body of a dead friend, just so I could STAY ALIVE!
Well...you could say it..HAHEheheEHehe...changed me...a little..."
You could feel the knife being yanked from the sofa.
Since he couldn't see you, Flippy reached down and felt around,
trying to find you.
Terrifed at what you had gotten yourself into, you inched backwards,
away from his groping hand. He was off his rocker!
You kept inching backwards until you hit the end of the sofa.
That was it...you were trapped.
You couldn't go further back,
and you couldn't go forward into the hands of the deranged bear.
Luckily, you didn't have to make that decision.
You should have run when you had the chance.
Before Flippy...flipped out.
His groping hand came upon you by luck and snatched you into the air.
"So THEEEERE you are! THAT Wasn'T VERy NiCe, ruNnInG from Uncle FliPpY! YOU NEED TO BE TAUGHT A LESSON!"
With a sickening snap, he ripped one of you arms off like a toothpick.
You screamed in agony, your blood running down his hand.
"MMmmmmMMmm...yum...yum...YUMMY!"
You still couldn't see, but you heard him smacking his lips as he devoured your severed arm.
"NoW! YOU LEARN...ITS TIME FOR YOU TO DIIIE!! DIE!!"
With that he crunched you up in his fingers as tight as he could,
breaking your tiny fragile body into powder.
One thing that you should know.
After Flippy came out of his manic episode,
he cried over your mangled body.
He hated it when that happened...
And it always happened...sooner or later.
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