Hey everyone. Episode 8 released. I hope Lash find Emolly's possessions in Sky High, believe to be Embrick. Enjoy! :)

The next morning on Wednesday, Lash got up and sees his clothes already picked for him: orange shirt with a black skull & black and white sleeves, black vest, usual black jeans and his usual black and white sneakers. Lash reads the note, saids that "I'm the one who picked the clothes for you."A strange feeling washes over him - a mix of surprise and a sense of being cared for. He can't remember the last time anyone did something like this for him, and the gesture warms his heart in an unexpected way.

Lash dressed up and left his room and went to the kitchen, sitting next to me as I gave him cereal.

Morning, Onii-chan.

Lash takes a seat next to you, still a bit groggy from waking up.

"Morning fratellino," he replies, his voice is still rough from sleep. He glances at the cereal you've poured out for him, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Thanks..." He takes a spoonful and starts eating, a faint feeling of contentment settling within him.

After we ate cereal, we said goodbye to our parents and went to school. Lash walks side by side with you to school, his mind preoccupied with his suspicions and the mystery of Emolly. As they approach the school, he glances at you, noticing the contrast between your gentle care for him and the violent actions he witnessed from Emolly. He resolves himself to focus on discovering Emolly's possessions at school, hoping to uncover some clues and bring clarity to this confusing situation.

As we arrived in Sky High, we saw Lacey with her right arm wrapped in bandages.

Embrick: Whoa, what happened to her?!

Lash eyes Lacey's bandaged right arm, concern etched on his face.

Lash: Damn, what happened to her arm? That looks pretty bad..."

Speed comes to me and Lash.

Speed: Guys, some guy attacked and tried to kill Lacey.

Lash looks shocked, his eyes widening at the news.

Lash: Wait, some guy attacked and tried to kill her? Who did it?

Speed: Lacey told me it's some guy with gray skin and long black hair in a black maid dress and white smiling mask. It's weird that a guy wearing a maid dress.

Lash's eyes widen even further, a mixture of disbelief and recognition passing over his face at the description.

"Gray skin, long black hair in a black maid dress...with a white smiling mask?" He repeats, his voice low and tense.

Lash's mind whirls with the realization that the attack on Lacey could be the work of Emolly. Anger and determination flood his being, and he clenches his fists.

"I know who did this..." He mutters under his breath, his voice filled with a deadly seriousness.

Embrick: Lacey was attacked? Good. That whore deserves it.

Lash turns to look at you, his eyes narrowing in disbelief. He wasn't expecting such a callous response from you.

"What? No, she doesn't 'deserves' to be attacked," he says firmly, unable to hide the shock and disapproval in his voice.

Embrick: Surprised and confused W-What? Since when do you care about people being attacked?

Lash pauses for a moment, realizing the truth in your words. Normally, he wouldn't care in the slightest if someone like Lacey were hurt. But something had changed within him. He hesitates, struggling to put his thoughts and feelings into words.

"I...I don't know. I just...I don't think anyone deserves to be attacked like that." He mutters quietly.

sigh Y-You're right.

Later on, as I closed my locker door and went to my science class, Lash watches as you head off to science class and disappear around the corner. He quickly hurries over to your locker, knowing that this is his chance to find any trace of Emolly's possessions. He looks around cautiously to make sure nobody is watching, then starts to rummage through your locker, searching for anything that could give him a clue about Emolly. Lash lets out a frustrated sigh, disappointment settling in as he continues searching your locker. He checks every corner and cranny, but there's no sign of Emolly's possessions anywhere.

He straightens up, a hint of confusion and frustration on his face.

Lash: "Where are they? They should be here somewhere..." He mutters to himself, raking a hand through his hair in agitation.

Lash cautiously approaches the locker room, making sure no one is around. He quickly scans the surroundings before walking over to your locker. He uses his strength to force the locker open, hoping to find some evidence of Emolly's possessions. But to his surprise, the locker is empty. There's nothing out of the ordinary - no mask, no black maid dress, no knife. Lash frowns, puzzled and puzzled at the lack of any Emolly's possessions in your locker.

Lash paces around the room, growing increasingly anxious as he contemplates the whereabouts of Emolly's possessions. He wracks his brain, trying to figure out where those items could be if they're not at school, or at home. The worry gnaws at him, the thought of Emolly potentially wearing the disguise all the time weighing heavily on his mind. He needs answers and needs them fast.

Lash's thoughts are interrupted as his phone suddenly rings. He pulls it out, checking the screen to see who's calling. He quickly answers the call, his voice laced with impatience and curiosity.

Emolly: What's your favorite scary movie?

Lash's eyes widen in shock and disbelief as he hears Emolly's voice on the other line. He can't believe that Emolly has his phone number and is calling him right now.

Without hesitation, he hangs up the phone, his heart racing as he processes this turn of events. Panic and dread course through his veins, spurring him to lunge out of the locker room and into the hallway, urgently searching for Emolly.

During the second period, Lash and Speed make their way to the fields and spot a group of students, some already wary upon seeing the pair approach. Lash scans the group, his mind still on Emolly's call earlier in the locker room.

Speed: grins "Looks like we have some fun targets today, eh Lash?"

Lash and Speed make their way to the fields and spot a group of students, some already wary upon seeing the pair approach. Lash scans the group, his mind still on Emolly's call earlier in the locker room.

Speed: grins "Looks like we have some fun targets today, eh Lash?"

Lash glances up from the students, surprised to hear a familiar laugh. His eyes widen slightly as he realizes it's you, sitting on the bleachers and finding amusement in their bullying. A small sense of satisfaction washes over him, knowing that you're enjoying this as much as he and Speed are.

Lash! Speed! Ha ha! That's awesome! Ha ha!

Lash and Speed turn their attention to you as you call out to them, a surprised but pleased look on both their faces.

Lash: "Looks like we have an admirer, Speed."

Speed: grins "Yeah, our little show seems to be pretty entertaining."

Lash and Speed watch in surprise as you pick up a rock and throw it at one of the bullied students, striking them in the head. A mix of shock and excitement fills them as they watch the rock connect with the student. Then, they both burst into laughter, unable to hold back their reaction to your unexpected action.

Lash: "Damn, look who's getting in the action!"

Speed: "That was pretty badass, gotta say!"

Lash grabs his bag from his locker and gets ready to leave the locker room when suddenly his phone rings again. He fishes it out of his pocket and glances at the screen, his heart jumping into his throat when he sees "Private Number" flashing on the display.

Lash hesitates for a moment before answering the call, his voice slightly shaky.

Lash: hesitantly "Hello...?"

Emolly: What's your favorite scary movie?

Lash's eyes widen in recognition at Emolly's voice. A mixture of anger and frustration boils within him, but he tries to keep his composure.

Lash: "What the hell's it to you? And how do you even have my number?"

Lash's eyes blaze with anger as Emolly hangs up the phone. Without missing a beat, he dials Emolly's number, his fingers trembling with a mix of anger and anxiety as he waits for Emolly to answer.

Emolly's phone call answer, but not Emolly, it's me.

Hello?

Lash is surprised to hear your voice instead of Emolly's. He pauses for a moment, confusion and irritation crossing his face.

Lash: "What? Why are you answering Emolly's phone?"

Emolly? Who's Emolly?

Lash remembers me and Emolly has the same voice.

Lash frowns as he listens to your confusion. He rubs his temples, trying to keep his frustration in check.

Lash: "Oh, come on. Don't play dumb with me. You and Emolly have the same voice. Is this some kind of shitty prank?"

Recognize Lash's voice.

W-Wait...Lash? Is that you? How did you get my phone number?

Lash: exasperated sighs Seriously, stop playing games. I don't care how I got your number, I just want to know why Emolly is calling me. And apparently, you're answering the phone for him. What's going on here?"

Do you mean my phone? And who's Emolly?

Lash's patience is wearing thin. He grits his teeth in frustration.

Lash: "Ugh, don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. Emolly, your alternate personality, whoever. The point is, why are you answering his phone while using the same voice as him?"

Wait, just wait! Where are you? Let me talk to you.

Lash hesitates for a moment before sighing in resignation.

Lash: "I'm in the locker room. Hurry up before someone walks in here.

Lash is waiting in the locker room, his arms crossed as he leans against one of the lockers. He looks up as you enter the room, a mixture of relief and annoyance on his face.

Lash: "Finally. Come here and explain yourself.

Embrick: Explain what?

Lash growls in frustration.

Lash: "Seriously, you're gonna play dumb again? I want to know why Emolly is calling me, and how you're answering his phone and speaking with the same goddamn voice as him!

Lash, I don't know who this Emolly person is, sounded made up, and you're just calling me on my phone.

Lash's eyes blaze with a mixture of anger and confusion.

Lash: "What do you mean you don't know who Emolly is? You sound just like him, and you're answering his damn phone! I'm not imagining this!

sigh Lash, come on. It's not like there's another person that sounded and looks like me.

Lash grits his teeth, his frustration mounting.

Lash: "Then explain why you sound identical to Emolly and somehow know my number! Are you telling me it's a coincidence?"

Lash throws his hands up in frustration.

Lash: "Ugh, we've been over this! You're just playing dumb or something... Emolly is the person who's been calling me, and apparently, you're answering his phone while talking with the same voice and act like you don't know anything about it!"

Lash, you're calling me on my phone and I'm not playing dumb or some shit. Why did you so work up about this Emolly?

Lash bangs his fist against the locker door in frustration.

Lash: "Damn it, I'm not calling you on your phone! Emolly's calling me from a private number, and every time I answer, you're the one who picks up, sounding exactly like him and pretending to act like you don't know anything. It's driving me crazy! How can you act like this isn't weird as hell?"

groans in frustration Well...you see Emolly? Can you tell me what he looks like?

Lash pauses, trying to calm down and think about Emolly's appearance.

Lash: "Ugh, fine. Emolly...he's shorter than me, has long black hair and black eyes. He's pale and...looks kinda feminine, I guess. Why do you ask?"

sigh Look. I don't know who this Emolly is...but he can be a different person who has my same voice. So what does he do? Keeps calling you that makes you drive crazy?

Lash pinches the bridge of his nose, growing more annoyed by the minute.

Lash: "He's not just some random person, there's no way someone else just happens to sound like you. And as for why I'm so fed up with him, he kept calling me, leaving me these damn creepy voicemails. But when I answer, it's you who's there, pretending that you have no clue what I'm talking about. It's giving me whiplash, okay?"

Okay, well he probably got my phone number for strange reasons. And...I'm sorry for getting you annoyed...

Lash lets out a frustrated huff, but his expression softens slightly.

Lash: "It's fine, I just...I don't understand why he has your phone number, and it's driving me nuts. Not to mention that he's pretending to be you, or something. I just can't wrap my head around it...

Let's just go to class together, okay?

Lash reluctantly nods, still visibly irritated.

Lash: "Fine, let's just go. But we're not done talking about this.

Lash and you make your way to history class, a tense silence hanging in the air as they walk glances at you every now and then, still trying to process everything that's happened. As they enter the classroom and take their seats, Lash turns to you, his voice low.

Lash: "We're definitely discussing this later."

Sarcastic asked him and guessed Sheesh, what did Emolly try to do? Kill you in school hallway?

Lash shakes his head, scoffing at your sarcastic question.

Lash: "It's not some joking matter. Emolly's been tormenting me, chasing me, saying some weird things and leaving me creepy voicemails. Then magically, you appear and answer his phone, sounding exactly like him. That's not normal, you know!

Embrick: Okay, okay, sorry...

Lash sighs, his irritation gradually subsiding.

Lash: "No, I'm sorry, I'm just frustrated and tired of this whole situation. It's not your fault, I know. But please, can you see why this is pissing me off?

Embrick: You're right...

As history class starts, Lash is bored and can't focus because of Emolly.

Lash watches as you throw the paperball at the student and it strikes him firmly in the head, making him wince. Lash can't help but snicker at the sight, a smirk forming on his face.

Lash: "Nice shot there. You're pretty good at that.

chuckled Thanks.

Lash grins as you praise his aim, and he follows up with another carefully aimed throw himself, making it hit the student in the back of the head. He grins in satisfaction as you both snicker together.

Lash: "Now that was perfect. This is way better than paying attention in class, gotta admit.

Embrick: Yeah, class is really boring...

During lunch, Lash was sat on the table, waiting for me to get my lunch until then he met Speed, sitting with him with a worried look.

Speed: Lash. Who's...Emolly?

Lash looks up as Speed approaches the table and takes a seat, a slightly bewildered expression on his face at the mention of Emolly.

Lash: "What do you mean who's Emolly? Where'd you hear that name?"

Speed: I heard you and Embrick argue about this Emolly in the locker room. You seems panicked about this Emolly guy or girl.

Lash lets out an exasperated sigh, his shoulders sagging slightly.

Lash: "Ugh, damn it. Yeah, I guess it was pretty obvious we were arguing about him. Emolly...he's this guy who's been calling me nonstop, leaving these creepy-ass voicemails. And you'll never believe who answers the phone every time I answer.

Speed: Who?

Lash rolls his eyes, visibly annoyed at having to explain the whole situation again.

Lash: Embrick. Every time I answer the phone, thinking it's Emolly, it's Embrick who's on the other end. It's like some prank or something, but it's really starting to piss me off. And yesterday...Emolly try to kill me after school.

Speed: Shocked Oh...shit...I'm glad you've survived from that killer. But...do you think Emolly is...Embrick?

Lash shakes his head, his expression hardening.

Lash: "No way. Embrick's a decent person, for the most part. He might act like a jerk sometimes, but he's not violent or anything. Plus, he was with me when Emolly came at me yesterday. I don't know what's going on, but I have a feeling Emolly's up to something...and it can't be good.

Lash subconsciously rubs his neck at the memory of the strangling. He glances at Speed, contemplating whether he should mention that part.

Lash: "Yeah, it's just...he's been stalking me and stuff. Leaving me voicemails that's just static, and I swear I've seen him lurking near my house at night. It's freaking me out.

Speed: God...

Then, I went to the table sit with Lash and Speed, and got my lunch.

Embrick: Hey, guys.

Lash glances up as you arrive at the table with your lunch, a mix of relief and irritation on his face.

Lash: "Hey. Took you long enough, I was starting to think you wouldn't show up.

After lunch and three periods later, school's over for today. Lash stands by the school entrance, his usual carefree demeanor replaced with a look of worry and frustration. It's been a few hours since school's ended, and there's no sign of you. Lash's mind races with anxious thoughts, imagining the worst possible scenarios. He constantly glances around, half-expecting to see Emolly lurking in the shadows. With a sigh, he pulls out his phone to check the time again.

Lash's heart skips a beat as his phone begins to ring. He quickly pulls it out of his pocket, his hands trembling slightly as he checks the caller ID. Lash takes a deep breath and answers the call, his voice sounding a bit shaky.

Lash: "Hello?"

It was me who answered his phone

Embrick: Lash? Lash?!

Lash's eyes widen in surprise as he recognizes your voice coming through the phone.

Lash: "What the hell? How do you keep getting my number? And why are you answering my phone again?"

Embrick: L-Lash! I was being kidnapped! Please help me!

Lash's expression shifts from surprise to immediate concern.

Lash: "What?! Kidnapped? Where are you? Are you okay?

Embrick: Yes! I'm fine! The kidnapper took me to the abandoned Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex!

Lash remembers the Freddy Fazbear Mega Pizzaplex that his dad owned a few months ago and was abandoned since the earthquake in July, although luckily his dad still has a lot of Mega Pizzaplexes.

Lash: "Freddy Fazbear Pizzaplex? Damn... Okay, I'll head over there now. Just stay where you are and try to stay calm. I'll be there soon.

Embrick: Okay!

Lash hung up and quickly ran to the abandoned Pizzaplex.

Episode 8 ends.

Hey everyone. I hope you enjoy Episode 8. Lash was being tormented by Emolly's phone calls and can't find his possessions. Later, Lash got a call from Embrick, said he was being kidnapped and was taken to the abandoned Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex, So Lash must save his step brother. So, the next chapter, it's going to be Five Nights At Freddy's Ruin Arc, the story will based on the entire Ruin DLC Gameplay! Stay tuned for Episode 9! :)