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TETOCU + LOST IN VIVO

||Cover art was made by the amazing ;; @stinky-pizzahiney . As was the idea for the story. Originally meant to be a well! ,, but I changed it to a mix of my favourite game. Lost in vivo. Art by Lovleypink2005. Written by me.||

||This is just me experimenting my writing side of things ,, stories or small scenarios. Mostly for fun however.||

Chapter one ; Lost Companion.

A dull evening „ possibly past dinner time. But definitely last work hours , his corgi walking ahead of him , the lead wrapped around his hand once to have a firm grip on it , to ensure his pet didn't run away. Melvinborg looked around the street as he walked, it being a gloomy and dull evening.

As he walked „ the bright skies were slowly being overtook by miserable and grey clouds „ like a blanket of dust blocked out the light of the meaning brightness left and its chilly breeze of air. Stuck to a lamppost was a poster of a missing young woman. And the second , it on the floor in the grass , was a newspaper chronicling on about shocking , illegal experiments At a local research facility. leaked by someone named 'Doctor B.'

Interesting.

As he looked away , rain began to pour from the sky „ it not too heavy „ not too light. Eventually it becoming a storm , causing Melvinborg to loose his canine companion in a sudden swell of water.

It taking the terrified creature down a storm-drain. After a moment of panic, and persistence to find the dog, he entered the sewers system.

Underground.

The vulgar smells hit him instantly , causing him to grimace and scrunch his face in disgust „ holding one hand to his nose to block the smells.

The scurrying of rodents. Rats and mice. A few seconds passed and Melvinborg began whistling in hopes to hear from the canine.

Chapter Two ;; creepy Stranger.

Walking forwards , then making a sharp right turn around the next corner „ a flashlight he found to hand „ guiding and lighting the way in the disgusting sewer. After a second. then a third whistle he heard a Bark from the dog. Causing him to change direction and make a left. Trailing that way for a while , whistling. hearing barking.

Time passed and he was getting annoyed „ grumbling under his breath.

The pungent smell of the sewer didn't help either.

After a lot of whistling and receiving echoing barks from his dog , it was soon unheard. Making another turn and stumbling into a room. Stumbling across the residence of a homeless man 'a room? In the sewers? What the.' the half cyborg thought to himself, shaking it off with clear unease as he looked over. The room had a couch „ a red „ torn and old couch. An old TV with a large crack and break in the middle „ clearly it had no glass. Able to see inside of the TV.

It wasn’t a pleasant sight.

A man to his right „ rocking back and forth with a smile of craze „ probably from isolation , was sat on the couch. A red hoodie that had its hood up, staring directly at the broken TV. Completely focused. Melvinborg turned slowly to look at the item too , letting out an 'ugh..' of disgust , leaning closer and shining the flashlight on it. He was greeted with the sight of Bugs. And a lot. Eating rotten food from inside the TV. The crazed male seemed obsessed.

Completely. Engrossed in the disturbing sight of the bugs slowly eating the rotting flesh? Meat? It didn't matter. It was gross whatever it was. And definitely rancid.

He looked petrified. Crazy. Insane? Not normal.

Seeing a note „ set on the television set „ the mysterious yet crazed man wasn't paying attention to Melvinborg. And so he picked it up.

His eyes scanning over it , making sure to not miss anything.

The note read ;;

"There's not nuch on the TV nowadays, So I thought I'd make my own show, I started putting food and rancid meat in the useless old box and all sorts of little critters would come and play.

It was really relaxing to just sit on the sofa and watch them eat. But the small critters started attracting larger ones to the show.

Some horrid, putrid thing kept coming by to watch. So I would just pretend to be asleep till it passed. But I think it knows I'm awake.

I think it's watching me, not the show on the TV."

"..creepy.." he muttered under his breath.

He put it down instantly and looked around to ensure nobody was around. Luckily nobody was.

Walking into the conjoined room beside it was a sleeping bag in the middle of the room. The hygiene was so , very terrible. The smell was worse. Bags of trash in the corner „ and other things and items scattered around. His eye catching a rusty , yet item still of use. A sledgehammer. Picking it up and keeping ahold of it. Going to leave but dragged in by another note on the sleeping bag. Leaning down and picking it up , as he read it „ melvinborgs face was one of complete shock and horror.

"My eyes are useless.

All they do now is sting and show me stuff that can't be real,

If that rancid thing wants them, then I say let it have them."

#horror #captain underpants #fictional characters #imagination #story #melvinborg

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