Chapter 1 - Old regrets
Finn's P.O.V
Running, that was the only thing keeping me alive at the moment, my legs pushing me off the ground. All around me stood abandoned buildings, left in ruin for years due to the mushroom war. My legs were aching from running so long.
I looked behind my back to find around fifteen goo monsters, chasing me sluggishly, toxic goo pouring out of their eye sockets. As I was looking behind me, I ran into the side of a massive truck that was blocking the road, and stood, dazed and disoriented. While I stood there aimlessly, the goo monsters have gained much more ground. Before they could grab at me, I swiftly turned and ran down the road, the monsters continued chasing me. Unfortunately, the road led me to a dead end alley way.
I panicked, looking around to find a red Sudan with one open window. I ran towards the car and reached in for the handle, opening the car door. I entered hastily, locking the doors and rolling up the windows. Hope started to fill me in the silence for a few seconds, before the pounding and the moaning started, my hope completely diminished. I searched around the car to find a pencil and a small piece of paper under my car seat.
Through all the windows, I knew there was no hope. What felt like hundreds of goo monsters surrounded the car, moaning and pounding and banging against the car metal, the ooze of their corrosive goo slowly melting the glass away. I picked up the pencil and paper and began to write.
'Dear friends,' I thought, about to write the first sentence. I hesitated for a moment.
'Dear accomplices, being trapped and surrounded by monsters in a car, writing my will was the last thing I thought I'd ever do,' I wrote on the piece of paper frantically as the goo monsters pounded against the windows, the only protection I had left. A crack in the glass started to appear.
'First of all, I would like to apologize to Simon and Marcy,' I continued, the banging becoming louder. 'I'm sorry I couldn't save Simon from the crown, and I'm sorry I couldn't protect you, Marceline, from all the evil in this world,' I stopped writing and thought about what I would want to say next, the crack in the glass enlarging, but the thought of it made me have tears gradually streaming down my face.
'And I'm sorry for betraying you, Phoebe.'
I stopped writing, trying to keep myself together, 'it is no excuse, but I am ashamed of what I did, and if you find this note, believe me when I say I'm so sorry for what I've done.' Once I finished writing, the glass had finally shattered, and with a last stroke, I wrote,'Signed, Finn Mertens.'
I took my last seconds of life looking up at the cloud-grey sky while being pulled out of the car, when a sudden loud explosion was heard from a distance. A green, hellish, mushroom shaped cloud emerged into the sky.
"Oh glob..." I whispered before everything went black.