div style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24.4799995422363px; text-align: center;"emstrongI like having an extra chapter on hand. Just in case I don't update for like 10 bazillion years. br /Tell me which Pasta to do next. I have plans for a few PastaCreeps, like BEN Drowned and The Operator (AKA Slenderman), but I guess I should introduce Jeff /Oh well. Enjoy./strong/em/div
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p style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24.4799995422363px;" Eternity's eyes couldn't focus on anything in particular. Her brain seemed to just be rattling around, slamming itself into her skull. But, that sick laughter caught her attention, and her head snapped in the direction it came from. Her mind finally processed her surroundings, but the moldy smell, the old, dirty mirrors, and the eerie carnival music was the last of her thoughts. There, in the shadows, Eternity could faintly see a boy, older than her but not by much. But as she started to stand, everywhere she turned she saw this one corner with this one boy. His clothes were black and white, and his nose was long and /br / "Who are you?" Eternity kept turning, trying to figure out which one is real. She started forward and reached for one, but then it was gone. Now she was just surrounded by her own reflection. There was caked blood in her hair and her clothes were covered in blood and dirt. Eternity reached into her pocket, a reflex move, and started to panic when she discovered her cigarettes were /br / "Looking for these?" The boy appeared again, laughing. He held his hand up, revealing her Malboros. Every fiber of Eternity's being told her to run, to fun a way out of that place, but she was still, frozen. He laughed again. Eternity searched for her /br / "Who are you?" Her voice shook. The boy laughed again. He tossed her her cigarettes, but when she reached out to catch them, they hit the back of her head. She spun, picking them up. But she didn't take her eyes off of the boy before her. She stepped forward, ready to pounce, but she jumped when a hand tapped her shoulder from /br / "I'm just looking for some fun." Each of the reflections grinned, showing sharp teeth. Eternity / br / "What's your name?" The figure disappeared, but the quivering girl knew he was /br / "Now, why would I tell you that?" Eternity started going along the mirrors, grabbing them so she wouldn't loose her way. She could feel her breathing quicken and she started to panic. Her footsteps became louder in her ears, or was that her heartbeat?br /br / "What's your name? Please, tell me where I am." She continued along the wall. The wall took a turn and the brightness automatically went down. As her hands finally found a door handle, the boy replied, his voice shaking with /br / "I'm Jack. Welcome to hell."/p
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p style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24.4799995422363px;" Eternity's eyes couldn't focus on anything in particular. Her brain seemed to just be rattling around, slamming itself into her skull. But, that sick laughter caught her attention, and her head snapped in the direction it came from. Her mind finally processed her surroundings, but the moldy smell, the old, dirty mirrors, and the eerie carnival music was the last of her thoughts. There, in the shadows, Eternity could faintly see a boy, older than her but not by much. But as she started to stand, everywhere she turned she saw this one corner with this one boy. His clothes were black and white, and his nose was long and /br / "Who are you?" Eternity kept turning, trying to figure out which one is real. She started forward and reached for one, but then it was gone. Now she was just surrounded by her own reflection. There was caked blood in her hair and her clothes were covered in blood and dirt. Eternity reached into her pocket, a reflex move, and started to panic when she discovered her cigarettes were /br / "Looking for these?" The boy appeared again, laughing. He held his hand up, revealing her Malboros. Every fiber of Eternity's being told her to run, to fun a way out of that place, but she was still, frozen. He laughed again. Eternity searched for her /br / "Who are you?" Her voice shook. The boy laughed again. He tossed her her cigarettes, but when she reached out to catch them, they hit the back of her head. She spun, picking them up. But she didn't take her eyes off of the boy before her. She stepped forward, ready to pounce, but she jumped when a hand tapped her shoulder from /br / "I'm just looking for some fun." Each of the reflections grinned, showing sharp teeth. Eternity / br / "What's your name?" The figure disappeared, but the quivering girl knew he was /br / "Now, why would I tell you that?" Eternity started going along the mirrors, grabbing them so she wouldn't loose her way. She could feel her breathing quicken and she started to panic. Her footsteps became louder in her ears, or was that her heartbeat?br /br / "What's your name? Please, tell me where I am." She continued along the wall. The wall took a turn and the brightness automatically went down. As her hands finally found a door handle, the boy replied, his voice shaking with /br / "I'm Jack. Welcome to hell."/p