Ricebowl 70

  To say that the past 24 hours had been eventful would be a immense understatement, your walls still somewhat slick from the fluids your familiar had been oozing out as you would watch your friends leave down the pathway, glancing around at all of them before your eyes focused on Cyrus, the man who had got you into this mess in the first place. You had no idea why your friends at brought him over to your house nor why they had appeared at your house in the first place especially given that they weren’t invited not did you really want them there but they seemed determined to come in so you let them in, watching Cyrus walk in as you figured that you could cook some food for the group. Thankfully you had the help of your familiar and companion Itch to help you out with the matters, the little three foot tall quasit being able to cook up a meal and entertain the guests pretty well, the only issue being that the demon... wasn’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. Not to say that she was

  The moon shone down from above like a spotlight, the shadows carving up the wall and the wind whistling through the concrete walls as you wandered around this abandoned hospital, the standard smells of broken plastic and damp now also having the slight twinges of blood across the air as you would shine your torch around. You had been doing this urban exploring type stuff since you were young, going from abandoned building to abandoned building and only getting caught by the police a couple of times, mainly because one time you had been chilling out in this abandoned pub in the city center and the police raided it since they assumed you were running a drug operation out of it. Since then you had grown a lot smarter and a lot stealthier, deliberately going out at night and making sure you broke into places that no one would ever care about like abandoned schools and ruined factories with your chosen target today  being an abandoned hospital on the outskirts of the city. The hospital ha

  When you were moving into your new house you were expecting to deal with the varying issues that a homeowner would deal with like repainting the walls, having to deal with pests and other such things but what you didn’t expect was that you were not the only inhabitant living at your residence. As you sat on your sofa, staring at the TV in your pitch black living room, you’d think back to the day that you moved into this place, eagerly taking your boxes into the building and being very eager to start your new life as a homeowner and the day went normally baring the items you’d swear you’d see something moving around the place from the corner of your eye but when the night came you would encounter her. You remembered going to your bed and turning the lights off, moving under the covers and shutting your eyes as you would then hear something fall off your bedside table, your eyes opening and looking over to see what you could best describe as a gray beast, the woman bent over the table

  The smell of rotting plastic and decomposing flesh moved across the air of this ruined place, your footsteps echoing out across the empty halls, once filled with children and workers before this factory was left abandoned, a toy left within a pool of blood doing a lot to remind you about why you were here in the first place. You has worked here ten or so years ago until one night you were late, your parents had got into a thankfully minor car crash and you went to check if everything was OK before you went to work at the Playtime co factory only to be greeted by the fact that the entire building had been surrounded by armed police, armored vehicles and men carrying around rifles which stopped your car and told you to get out with your hands up. After a very tense conversation with the authorities you were eventually let go and told to go home where you would find out that a “mass disappearance” had happened at the factory with all of the employees seemingly disappearing into thin air

  It had been several weeks now since you had your close encounter with your own death, feeling as the wind moved across your air as you drifted around the forest, your mind being unable to stop going back to the beast that had been lurking around your home and the fact that you came all over the floor to her body. Maybe it was the social isolation getting to you, having spent so many months hiding away in the forest due to the cat and mouse game you were playing with these beasts that you were going insane somewhat but it seemed like the woman either didn’t notice or didn’t care about you since she had moved on after that, going off to hunt you down somewhere else. Now you were walking through the forest on your supply run again,looking up at the trees and watching as the leaves would fall from the trees and onto the floor, creating a comfortable but annoyingly loud carpet for you to walk on which wasn’t the best when you were getting hunted by hellbeasts. Your mind would wander, thin