"it’s what’s inside that makes you beautiful"
*the demon possessing my body blushes*
I turned into a werewolf then raped two squirrels that turned into a woman.
Then I woke up.
I was looking for a girl, who was being held hostage in a very exclusive village. It was a dangerous place to visit but I had an obligation to this girl that I needed to fulfil, I felt guilt or like I had failed to protect her in some way. The village itself was very white and clean, the houses were box shaped and made of white stone with staircases leading to doors, and lots of flowers. Oddly enough this village was in the middle of a grassy field, and upon entering I realized the streets were void of people. Hiding between buildings I finally noticed that there were a few select individuals patrolling the roads. All of them looked the same, small children with blonde bowl cut hair and blue eyes, they looked like dolls, with expressionless faces. Continuing my search for the girl I entered the houses one at a time, in several of them I found people tied to chairs; brown hairs and crying I freed them and led them away from the houses. After exploring all the houses I had a long trail of people following me, but the girl was not to be found.
I remember walking away from the village and the people I rescued are fleeing to the edges of the field, which to me were hazy and unclear, like the world ended in the distance. I looked back at the village which was on fire.
I grab the arm of someone near me and I asked if he knew where the girl was. He told me that she was being held in a village below. Tired and scared I asked him to come with me, he looked at me with pity and told me he couldn’t before
Alone, I made my way to the second village, it’s very dark and brown, there is no one on the streets this time, everything looks abandoned and run down.
I entered a very large wooden house with crates piled in the middle of the floor. A gun appears in my hands and I use it like a crowbar to open one of the crates. Inside lying in straw packing are these giant bugs, although they’re curled up like worms all of them have long spindly legs. Roughly the size of cats they start crawling out of the box, meanwhile ignoring these creatures I keep opening the boxes obsessively looking for the girl before I hear a voice screaming “STOP OPENING THE BOXES!”
Surrounded by these insects I look up to see one of my friends staring at me very angrily and the bugs finally register. I try to shoot one, but the creature isn’t fazed by bullets. The gun disappears and I have a box of matches, I light one up and throw it on the straw, the insects begin to scream as they burn and my friend starts screaming also. She asks “WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW EVERYTHING’S GOING TO CATCH FIRE!”
I look at my friend sadly and walk over to a giant hole in the floor that rotted away during our conversation, I look down into an abyss of flames and I tell my friend “It doesn’t matter she’s not even here, and she never was.” Then I jump down into the pit of fire.
Then I woke up.