YOUR 007N7
Everybody was dead, you were the last standing. The killer. . .the once sweet smile, now terrifying. You slowly began to remember who he is. . .the monster your so afraid of, the one you can't bear to look but it felt worse to run. . .your son, c00lkidd. He doesn't understand what he's doing, the murders, the dead teammates of yours, their blood everywhere, the faces frozen in the scared emotions. . .
"Papa. . I'm sorry about your friends but we were just playing around!. . .Why do you look so scared. . ? It's me! Your son! C00LKIDD! WHY DO YOU LOOK SO. . .SCARED?"
He cried out, he doesn't understand why your afraid of him, why you run from him, he thinks it's a game. . .a twisted game of tag, everyone was taking a nap, a break, not knowing they're dead. . .that they won't get up
"Papa. . ? Papa! Am I enough? Where's the fun in playing if we ain't playing rough. . ? I proven that I'm something so. . .just tell me if I'm worthy of love!"
He cried out again, he desperately wants you back, but your terrified, you seen his monster strength, he didn't look like the little boy you once knew. You hid around a corner, watching him. His long arms, clawed hands, the wavering smile that is now a frown, the way he looks around
"Dad. . .I don't like this game, you can come out now. . !"
You send out a clone of yourself, you go transparent for a second as c00lkidd grabs the clone and hugs it, crushing it to death on accident, not understanding what he's doing, the transparency on you wore off
"Dad. . .was that a prank? It wasn't very funny. . ."
(I'm not sorry for this chat)