Chapter 3: JvonT
Belding’s head slowly rolled towards itblobboy. Itblobboy, driven insane by the power of the halberd, picked the head up and placed it at the tip of the halberd.
Itblobboy now turned his attention to a gaping JvonT. “You saw nothing. If anything about this leaks out, you’ll be next.”
JvonT teleported to Wastelands, in a clear dilemma. Should he report itblobboy, or should he not?
“Aarghhh!!” JvonT shouted to the sky, sounding very much like the pirate he was dressed up as.
JvonT was torn up between two emotions: guilt and fear. Guilt was pushing him to report itblobboy, while fear was preventing him. JvonT couldn’t make a decision. He unleashed his rage on a nearby stalker, which exploded into bits, dropping a bat wing staff in the process.
Zane671, otherwise known as dave, came and picked up the staff. “Were you forgetting this?”
JvonT shook his head. “No.”
“Is anything wrong?” Zane671 asked, pocketing the staff.
JvonT shook his head again. “No.”
“Are you--”
“Just shut up and go away, all right?” JvonT demanded, and Zane671, holding up both hands, backed away.
“Fine, be that way.”
JvonT sat on the purple ground of the Wastelands. He looked at the Wastelands water, where numerous dark toads swam about.
Maybe drinking some of that will help me.
JvonT cupped his hand and drank some Wasteland water. Had a disgusting stench, and yet...delicious. Addictive. JvonT took another cupful. And another. The world seemed to spin around him, almost like he was on a rollercoaster.
I’m seeing dots...round, dark dots. Maybe that’s the answer. And why do I feel so dizzy?
Little did he know that the water was poisonous as he slumped onto the ground, never to rise again.
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