Demons Chase, Demons
Demons Chase, Demons
(Chase POV)
“Hey guys! My name is Chase Brody and this is Bro Average! Today, since it’s so close to Halloween, we’re going to do something spooky. Human Ouija board. Today my bros Henrik and Marvin are going to help me.” In all honesty, this was Marv’s idea. Henrik said he would’nt let us do this unless he was here. He’s just paranoid. It’s not like Anti will show or anything. I’m a big boy. I can take care of myself. Maybe... maybe I can talk to Jack. I.. no. “Okay bros, let’s do this!” So Marv paints the letters on me as Henrik watches. I try to smile and laugh, but what if...what if we can reach Jack this way? Maybe we can wake him up. What if we can? Noone notices that I’m faking a smile. Marv finishes, and I’m honestly nervous. Okay...breathe. I have to ask the questions. I just have to breathe. “Okay... is anybody here?” Nothing. But then the thing moves to yes. I feel warmth. This is...”Tell me your name.” If this is.. J-A-C-K. My heart catches in my throat. “Are you really...” YES. “Do you know my name?” C-H-A-S-E. Henrik and Marv look on with wide eyes. We keep at it like this for a while. Then my head starts to hurt...something’s off. Henrik and Marv don’t notice. The whole world slows down. Really. Like time almost stops. I feel sick. C-H-A-SE. “Jack?” No this... this isn’t...something warm drips down my face. I put my hand up to my temple. Blood? Scars are not supposed to bleed. This isn’t Jack. My neck hurts, like someone is dragging something sharp across it. A thin line of blood seeps from the cut. No..No No no! “Anti.” B-I-N-G-O P-U-P-P-E-T. I can’t move. Statik flickers before my eyes. I can’t close them. M-Y P-U-P-P-E-T. I shouldn’t have done this. T-O-O L-A-T-E. I shouldn’t have tried to talk to Jack. The static buzzes in my brain. Blood pours from my temple. It’s too late. “Anti...” “Ģ̶̦̟̺͓͕̲̈́̆̅̓͐̇͛̕̚͝ͅo̷̡̺͋ǫ̴̤͓͙̹̙͙̱̺̯̠̈́̉̋͊͝ͅd̸̜͕̗̹͐̉̔̆͑̐̉̌̌̕͠͝ ̵̱͎̜́̐̈̀p̵̢̗̲̳̫͍͇͍͑̇͐̓̈̒̍̇͆̾̃̌̍́͝u̴͔͍̙͛͐̓̒̓̎̌͐̉͗͝p̵̫̯͇̺̝͓͈͇̋͒p̵̨̨̞̻̟̭̻̠̥̬͍͗̀̉̍̇͒͊̅̓͝ͅē̶̢̢̲̣̹̻̘̞̰̪̦̎̇͆̂͌̚͜͠t̶̨̧͇̳̺͎̞͎̦͋̑̍ͅ
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