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− | <p dir="ltr">'''It was a day like any other as far as any day in Happy tree town would be. Today is Halloween. We were out trick-or-treating. Yeah, we might be too old for trick-or-treating but who cares anymore we are in an infinite death loop. And one day the waste disposal truck came. We just waved hi to it and all of a sudden, it crashed into us none of those felt a thing normally in tree town, almost all of the deaths are very painful blood and organs, but I couldn't feel thing I even normally can feel my pain, but [[Cuddles|I]] couldn't feel my surroundings. I tried to open my eyes I could barely do so when I did everything looked extremely dark could barely make my way around. I guess I know how Mole feels now. As I was trying to get around, I figured I was in some sort of a small room. I really hoped this wasn't a coffin. [[Can't Stop Coffin|It was already bad enough in there. ]]'''</p> |
+ | <p dir="ltr">'''It was a day like any other as far as any day in Happy tree town would be. Today is Halloween. We were out trick-or-treating. Yeah, we might be too old for trick-or-treating but who cares anymore we are in an infinite death loop. And one day the waste disposal truck came. We just waved hi to it and all of a sudden, it crashed into us none of those felt a thing normally in tree town, almost all of the deaths are very painful blood and organs, but I couldn't feel a thing. I even normally can feel my pain, but [[Cuddles|I]] couldn't feel my surroundings. I tried to open my eyes, but I could barely do so when I did everything looked extremely dark could barely make my way around. I guess I know how Mole feels now. As I was trying to get around, I figured I was in some sort of a small room. I really hoped this wasn't a coffin. [[Can't Stop Coffin|It was already bad enough in there. ]]'''</p> |
Revision as of 18:07, 24 November 2019
It was a day like any other as far as any day in Happy tree town would be. Today is Halloween. We were out trick-or-treating. Yeah, we might be too old for trick-or-treating but who cares anymore we are in an infinite death loop. And one day the waste disposal truck came. We just waved hi to it and all of a sudden, it crashed into us none of those felt a thing normally in tree town, almost all of the deaths are very painful blood and organs, but I couldn't feel a thing. I even normally can feel my pain, but I couldn't feel my surroundings. I tried to open my eyes, but I could barely do so when I did everything looked extremely dark could barely make my way around. I guess I know how Mole feels now. As I was trying to get around, I figured I was in some sort of a small room. I really hoped this wasn't a coffin. It was already bad enough in there.
I tried to push, but it felt like there was something over me. I tried to push again and after a many hours of pushing I finally got out I figured I was right but at least the coffin wasn't there then I wondered how I managed to stay alive after all those hours not being able to breathe I figured maybe I just went ahead and reset, I saw that I was still quite beaten up. I figured I might be a Survivor possibly the only one they just mistook me as a corpse. I tried to leave, but I felt slower. l Looked down and saw I was still wearing my cowboy costume.
I realized this was not normal when we were sad we just go back to the way we were when it started, I heard another voice but sounded like it was growling. “ Cuddles, I've been looking for you”. I turned around and saw my best friend. he looked like a shambling husk of what he was still wearing his Splendid costume. “ I saw Toothy frozen, in, from what I could guess, what I guess was fear. “C-Cuddles?” I wanted to scream, it looked like he wanted to scream too. I tried to run away, but I fell. I don't know why, but I fell, I saw my reflection in a puddle. I was also just my corpse, my eye was hanging out of its socket, I was missing large chunks of my skin, one of my ears was missing, and I was covered in a green liquid. I screamed at myself, this had to be a dream.