THE THIRD VICTIM

[strangerpeople]

THE THIRD VICTIM

[A week has passed. Food supply is starting to get low, despite the group's best efforts. It's only a matter of time before the food runs out or becomes more difficult to procure. Not to mention the trash that has been accumulating since the beginning of the week, with no one changing or cleaning it up. Not exactly the healthiest environment.

And, as the day dawns, there is - unfortunately - that very worrisome feeling that something is very, very wrong. It's quiet. Too quiet. The feeling of being watched has increased tenfold.

And there is a smell in the air, even above the garbage, as people step into the second floor hallway.]

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[defriendestration]

[He catches!....Oh no the dogs are chasing him.]

NYEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEH!!

[AAAAAAAAH]

[poorlovefool]

Oh shit -

[Eric catches up to Sisi and scoops him up - at least he had short legs and can't jump that high. Gab continues to chase Papyrus but Gab is old and slow and it's more of a trot.]

My bad!

[The dog is trying to wrestle away. Unhand him, you ruffian.]

[defriendestration]

MINE!! THESE ARE MINE!!

[LEAVE HIS ATTACK BONES ALONE YOU CRAZY CREATURES!!]

[poorlovefool]

[Gab gives him the sad doggy stare.... even though you can't see his eyes.]

[defriendestration]

[NO BAD DOG He's so glad there are only two dogs in this place right???]