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 Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 6:31 pm
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Today is Halloween. You should be psyched out of your mind right now, right? Jumping for joy and wondering if you'll get garbage bags full of candies and goods to eat on. Hopefully no fruits this time like last year. That was a bummer. Well, you're wrong. You're officially too old to even Trick or Treat according to your parents. You're now in charge of passing out the little candies that ain't really worth eating unless you have a handful while your parents are out on a freaking date. At least you can still dress-up you guess. You suppose it won't be so bad, your parents saved some candy for you in the back. You decided maybe it won't be so bad, you can just chill and relax, maybe call up a few friends and then turn off the front lights by nine so the kids will stop knocking.
It's nine, precisely nine o'clock and a few other houses have switched off their lights for the night, most of the houses on the block in fact. There's a house down the street though, really booming. There's flashing purple lights, decorations hanging from every corner of the house. Oddly, you don't think you've ever seen it. You think it might be a party. You're parents won't be back for a few hours...right? Oh what the hell. PARTY!
You're screwed of course.
There were news reports all over the world. Two hundred teenagers have gone missing. No one knows what to do. The FBI, CSI, anyone, everyone was brought along to investigate. The children had quite literally, disappeared off the face of the Earth. There's no place in the world where someone, even a group of people, could hide that many children without anyone knowing. The police are clueless. Besides that, a hundred children are actually missing and a hundred children are dead. Parents are devastated. The world is in a panic.
How could two hundred teenagers disappear on one night? One hundred of them found dead with absolutely no cause?
Welcome to Paranoia.
The last thing you can remember is throwing on your Halloween costume and going down the block to a booming party. The rest was a blur, you don't even remember stepping inside. There was just...just pure darkness and nothing more and all of a sudden you're on the outskirts of town? You don't know if that's creepy or that means you had one hell of a night. You stand up and notice the sky is red, kind of creeps you out but then you notice more kids, lots of them. Why are there so many? Did they go through the same thing as you? No way.. There's was too many to even fit in that house. There were so many different people. And suddenly,
It was white.
When you awoke again, you felt weird, different, not yourself. It looked like you were in some auditorium. You spotted a couple of people you recognized from earlier and even glimpsed a kid you knew from the block before they were covered by the mass of kids. You were pushing past teenagers who were relatively normal 'cept, they were all dressed like demons. You knew it was Halloween and all but, everything looked too real to be fake. You even noticed a few things about your outfit. It looks so real, authentic.
You heard a booming voice and all the lights went off which caused an uproar, people screaming and pushing from what you could fell. The voice was screaming for everyone to calm down. A single spot light comes on, it's a trio of boys, they look strangely like triplets.
"Welcome to Death City!"
Then the riot begins.
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 6:58 pm
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