Why?
Why is this happening?
Does this universe hate me..?
You see, after getting beaten up, I returned home. My parents were asleep so I didn't have to explain anything.. I left for work a bit earlier so they wouldn't notice. I was just having a normal day. Like always. 2 or 3 customers coming in every now and then.. staring at my fresh black eye..but it's not like anyone really cares.
I was feeling quite sluggish again, but I knew I couldn't take a nap right now..in about 20 minutes Stripey would come. I propped my chin on my palm and waited for my daily customer. The bell rang.. but it wasn't Stripey..
A man with a black mask and a fricking gun stood in front of me.
"Hand over all the money and I won't hurt you" a deep masculine voice demanded.
Well, buh-bye paycheck. I was about to get my beloved money..but the bell rang again.
My eyes darted to the third party.
It was him. The weirdo in stripes.
Oh thank god! Okay Stripey, I'll distract him, you call the police! I wish he could ready mind right now..
The robber also turned to look at him and pulled out a second gun and pointed at stripey.
Oh no..uh.. okay..plan B,
Stripey took a step towards the robber
IS HE STUPID?? HE'LL GET KILLED, IF HE GETS KILLED THE SHOP'S SALARY WILL FALL, AND THE SHOP'S SALARY FALLS MY PAYCHECK WILL GET SMALLER! WHY COULDN'T HE JUST CALL THE POLICE?!
Stripey took another step
"Hey stop where you are! don't move! or I'll shoot." the robbers voice came out a bit shaky.
Stripey did not, in fact, stop.
We're doomed.
I squeezed my eyes shut, expecting a gun shot, but.. there was nothing heard.. I open my eyes to see the robber, on the floor, a hatchet sticking out of his head, blood dripping down.
"Hold up.. WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!"
I just stood there staring at him.
The weirdo-murderer in stripes lifted up his head and looked at me.
Then I realized the situation I'm in..
Oh god, is he going to kill me?! I'm a witness after all, it'd only be logical to kill me right here and now..
"Heyy can w-" he sprinted my way.
What do I do, what do I do?!
My fight or flight instinct on, I ran to men's restroom, locking the door.
My breaths were short and panicked, adrenaline pulsing through my veins.
Ohgodohgodohgod
The door handle wiggled, then stopped.
Ohgodohgodohgod
Silence.
Ohgodohgodohgod
Wait.. an idea popped into my mind as I eyed the window. It was located above the toilet. Too high..
Then a a loud bang rang out and an axe began to break through door.
Oh well, it's not like I have any other choice..
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|| No Way Out || Ticci Toby x Male!Oc || Creepypasta/ Marble Hornets||
Fanfiction19-year-old William Lynch, who works as a cashier, meets a ominous guy, who soon becomes his worst nightmare. • • • "aAaah" I screeched as I tried to balance myself on the ladder but miserably failed. "dumbass.." Toby muttered under his breath. _ _...
