' 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱-𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐣𝐚𝐰 𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞. ' ____________________________________ I DO NOT OWN BLOODY PAINTER! HE BELONGS TO HIS RIGHTFUL OWNER! THAT GOES THE SAME FOR OTHER CREEPYPASTA CHARACTERS, THAT'LL APPEAR IN THE BOOK! COVER DONE BY ME!