"STAY AWAY FROM ME! PLEASE!"
A boy. A boy is running through an empty void. They are wearing tan cargo shorts, a blue and red striped short-sleeved shirt, black sneakers, and a black hat covering their hair. They have several scratches and bruises on their body with a very noticeable large scar going straight across his right arm and another scar on the side of their right cheek. They are sweating, panting from exhaustion. Though they don't seem like stopping anytime soon. They keep on running and running and running until they step wrong causing them to fall. They are now on the ground as the boy sits up panting. Though that soon ends as terror fills their face as they turn slowly behind them. A growl is then heard before the boy is covered in a shadow with a green and red eye illuminating.
"Stop it. Stay away. STAY AWAY!"
The boy is now tearing up as the shadow gets closer and closer before finally-
A room. A big room with a boarded up door, a window that has partly broken down blinds down, ripped up walls that show signs of decay, a lamp with a broken bulb and no cover, a katana and a gun holder with a pistol lies against the wall, and a couch in the center with the same boy from the dream lying on it. He seems to be sleeping, but looks restless as he twists and turns in his sleep with sweat dripping from his forehead. He is showing tears on his eyelids as they open. He sits up with a startle as he grasps the brown hair on his head. He is gasping for air with a scared look on his face. He slowly begins to breathe normally and let's go of their hair. He slowly looks around the room to only sigh in relief. He shifts his position to one where he then stands up from the couch and walks towards the window. He peeks through it to see nothing, but a front yard with a broken down fence and gate, a street with destroyed cars and blood on the ground, and broken down houses that look as though they will fall at any second.
The boy then walks away from the window and heads towards a doorway that appears to lead to a kitchen of sorts. There is another window there that seems to be boarded up, a broken down oven, bits and pieces of what can be assumed to be a table, cabinets that have holes in them with a little bit of blood on the edges of the holes, a refrigerator that has a door hanging on one hinge with no power connected to it, and a pile of cans near a corner in the room. Arc heads towards one of many cabinets and opens it to reveal a couple of soup cans and a can opener. With a glum look on his face, he grabs a soup can and the can opener. He uses the can opener and opens the soup can. Once open, he takes the can opener and puts it back in the cabinet and closes it. The boy then starts to drink the soup like a drink and finishes it a few moments later. He then tosses the can towards the pile and walks away towards the living room. He then goes towards the couch before lying on it and going to sleep once again.
-Time Skip: 11:00 P.M-
The boy is sitting on the couch with his sword unsheathed as he looks at its blade with lots of concentration. He shows no signs of happiness and only signs of sadness and guilt. He starts to tear up before dropping the sword onto the ground. He then starts to cry as he tries to wipe away the river of tears. The boy continues to cry before stopping a few moments later. He picks the sword up from the floor and puts it back in its holder. Just then, a bang comes from the living room door with growls following suit. He goes towards the window and looks out of it. He shows a look of terror as he grabs his sword and the gun holder as he puts them on his body. The banging on the door becomes more violent and the growling becomes louder. The boy looks at the door for a second before finally fleeing in the opposite direction of the door into a dark hallway. He continues down this hallway before opening a door at the end of it. He heads through it to be outside near a forest. He starts to tear up a bit as he heads into Mt. Ebott's forest.
Dark. A forest of darkness surrounding there every direction.
Running. Running from something and not stopping.
Scared. Scared of whatever is chasing them.
The boy is running through a forest of pine trees in the middle of the night. He is panting and shows signs of fatigue, but he does not slow down the slightest. He kicks up dirt wherever he is running not slowing down as the spines of the pine trees hit his face and body constantly. He doesn't look back the entire time he is running. He sees a river up ahead and jumps into it feet first. The river is deep as the boy emerges to the surface of the water and starts to swim across. He swims only to be caught in the current. Though he does not let this stop him as he keeps swimming forward until he gets to the other side of the river. He climbs out soaked as he looks at the river once more to see his hat going down the river. His brown hair is let loose as the boy continues moving. A few minutes later, they are stopped by a huge gaping pit in front of him. He looks around to see trees surrounding the clearing, buttercups surrounding him, and no way around the pit as boulders prevent his escape.
Growling. Growling is heard behind the boy as he slowly turns in terror to see a horrific sight.
Humans with green tentacles latching on to their heads as a light green fluid falls from where there used to be eyes and a mouth that has teeth rotten to the core. Gunshots are shown all over their bodies on their stomachs, legs, chest, and arms. From the wounds drip a mix of blood and the green fluid. There are at least 10 of them there as they head slowly to the boy.
The boy takes a step back before taking a seat in the grass. He stares at the beings with a terrified look on his face. He takes out his pistol and fires bullets at three of the beings. The beings are hit in the stomach and the arms, but show no sign of pain. The boy tries to fire once more to only get the clicking sound of an empty gun. His lips start to quiver, his body starts to shake, and he starts to tear up a bit as the gun drops from his grasp onto the grass. Blood and green fluid cover the ground near the beings as they approach the scared boy. The boy reaches inside the right pocket of his cargo shorts and pulls out a photo. He holds it close to his chest as the beings are now a few feet away from him.
"I'll be seeing you guys soon. Save me a spot at the table for me."
The boy then starts to laugh as one of the being lunge toward him before the boy is pulled into the pit. The boy shows a face of terror and confusion as the beings get farther away from his body. The boy unfortunately hits his head against the opposite wall of the pit. Blood on the wall where the boy hit his head he shuts his eyes at the pain. He is pulled into darkness of the pit as he falls deeper and deeper into the pit.
