Execution -- Another Tail
RUPERT FISCHER HAS BEEN FOUND GUILTYā¦
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COMMENCING EXECUTION: ANOTHER TAIL
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That chains that caught the boy threw him into a darkened stage. The lights flickering between black and red before toning into a golden yellow. Trees, flowers, bushes, and grass rose up the same time as him. Creating a nature setting that seemed like a fairytale with the exotic flowers and vines decorating the trees and floor. It was a beautiful sight, but gave him the chills and a sinking feeling.
A moment of silence before the sound of children could be heard. Their voices growing louder as they drew near with a happy song dancing on their lips. Admittedly it first made the toymaker jump, only straightening up when the soft crunching stopped. He didnāt have a chance to look at them or warmly greet the children before they dragged him away from the center stage. With only one glance up to them he can see the creepy smiles plastered on their faces.
Their drag lasted until his arms started aching, which they then forced him to sit down among them in their circle. The tallest child stood in the center and blabbered in an inaudible voice. Buzzing after every sentence they spoke. The only parts he understood was āgameā and āpigā. Once the mysterious chatter was finished they all turned to look at him. He wouldnāt have been so fearful to be looked at if it wasnāt for their eyes. Slowly glowing a pale red. Expressions twisting into a sneer and daggers directed on him. Ā It was truly unnerving for him.
When their appearances altered to a sinister look, he forced himself out of their grip and began to run. To where exactly? Anywhere. He wanted to be alone. He wanted to be with regular human beings. His friends⦠not some fake entities.
Werenāt your āfriendsā like that anyways?
After running for a few minutes he made the mistake of looking back. They group wasnāt too far behind him. Giggling and laughing loudly as they did so. True, pure fear welled up inside him and he couldnāt hide it. He canāt hide anything anymore. He canāt run from anything anymore.
His eyes darted around the forest grounds to search for a hiding spot. It was easy at first since everything was ridiculously large, but the moment he took a spot behind a tree everything shrunk. Smaller and smaller and smaller⦠Soon reaching his height and panic fully settled in. His breaths were heavy as he slide down to the ground. Hoping. Wishing his life could be prolonged. Even by a little bitā¦
āPlease let luck be on my side for once!ā
Their small chatters grew closer and the crunching of dead leaves approached the tree he was hiding behind. He was sure that they know heās there. Sense his presence⦠So in the last moments, he softly sang a lullaby to help him go out with a little joy. Clutching his heart and squeezing his eyes shut, he had no desire to look at the horrifying faces before him. Not until he heard that one familiar voice. That one soft, light voice he once knew⦠Making him slowly open his eyes to look.
ā⦠Is that really you? My dear sister?ā
No response. The last thing he ever saw through the tears in his eyes was the disgusted look of his twin sister before a swipe of a scythe. Multiple times he was hit and sounds of pain slipped through his mouth until everything went quiet. Time stood still. No screams, no rustling, or noises from the ghoulish children. Nothing. Just silence as the children carried his bloody body away.
āThe game has come to an end! We won! The pig was slain ahaha~!ā
Rupert Fischer, SHSL Toymaker, has been executed.