(Based off of SAD-ists animations! I am so tired rn because its 04:41 and I’m deathly sick so sorry if it ain’t good☠️)

you, Narrator and Stanley had been traversing a land of black blocks in a sort of void with an aura of purple and yellow, with hostile black box creatures that shoot lasers from their yellow eye called gearlings around every corner, you lot had been dodging death for longer then you could remember, days starting to blur together as you were all restless and days without sleep…. You and Stanley walked to an abandoned building that Narrator was in, looking between three pairs of glasses as his original ones had broken.

Stanley was talking to Narrator about something that didn’t concern you, as you were sitting against a wall, dozing off into an uneasy sleep that was haunted with the horrors that you had endured and encountered.

you were dragged out of your sleep by shouting and yelling, blinking rapidly as you looked up at Stanley and Narrator, Stanley had grabbed Narrator by the collar with a fist above his head and Narrator was yelling back at the other male, before scuttling could be heard and the ceiling burst open with bright yellow light…..

all the yelling had attracted a gearling, and Stanley had forgotten about you and had grabbed Narrator and ran to the other side of the room, hiding in the corner of the room, the gearling crawled in and stared at you, running towards you and using their cold metal tendrils to pin you against the wall, the bright square eye in the centre of the gearlings body changed rapidly before becoming blinding yellow with a white square in the middle, charging up the beam that was about to end your life.

just as it was about to fire, Narrator had hit it with a metal pole, making it stumble and fire straight into your side next to your hip, the gearling soon fleeing as there was now a reasonably sized gash in its “head” from where the pole had hit, the creature glitching and stumbling as it ran.

(ICON BY SAD-IST ON YT.)