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The Afflicted

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Re: The Afflicted

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Lyysa on Tue Apr 04, 2017 2:44 pm

She had been walking for a while when a foul fragrance reached her nostrils, at first it caught her by surprise. She wasn’t sure what it was that she could smell. But with every step she took the stronger the smell became, it was so overwhelming that she tried to cover her nose with her jacket.

By now she could recognize the foul smell of death. She could hear something as well, it sounded like people, a crowd of some sort. Her instincts however, told her that the crowd didn’t consist of people. Most likely not. That… would be too much of a convenience. No, this was probably something bad, extremely bad.

Ophelia couldn’t believe her luck at the moment. How? Why did everything go so bad so fast? It was probably the man’s fault, yes, he was at fault. He brought the problems with him. Everything went wrong after the encounter with him.

Soon she could see some sort of camp, or something like that. It was pretty… rustic? Not that fancy but it probably worked as a shelter. But there was some horrid decor around the camp. She tried to avoid looking up into the trees, just a quick glance was enough to make her feel a small shiver go down her spine. They had hung up bodies on display. It seemed like a bad idea, that would definitely scare people off. But perhaps it somehow was appealing for Afflicted ones? Their sense of style wasn’t all that anyway.

The noise got louder, she could make out one voice louder than the others and somehow it sounded like there was some sort of celebration going on. At least the Afflicted sounded happy, if you even could call the noises happy sounding? She wasn’t really sure. She was too busy trying to not make any sounds herself as she crouched down and crawled closer, peeking out from behind one of the huts.

She could see the main stage where the Rockstar was entertaining his crowd, she scanned the crowd as she started to feel sick ones more. She couldn’t count them all, not as the moved. But there were many, too many. What had she gotten herself into? This was ridiculous! There was no chance that Mollie was anywhere near this place.

She withdrew and crawled over to the other side of the hut and peeked out from behind her cower, scanning the back of the crowd. More Afflicted. Great. She was just about to back away from this nightmare when she suddenly recognized a friendly face. If you could call it that, it was actually a face that left a bad taste in her mouth.
Look alive, Sunshine.

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