⯌The Twisted Depths// a short DL story⯍

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WARNING: The story includes people getting hurt, intimidating, people getting muffled, and de@th YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED ⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍ "Hey Rodger? Can I help?" Rodger sighed and replied to the small eight ball, "No, I don't need help on this one. You can help me with the next machine, okay?" "Okay...." Toodles gripped her small dog plush a bit tighter as Rodger turned the machine's wheel. This floor gave him a strange feeling... he didn't like it. "Toodles, stay close to me. We still don't know what's out there, could be anything. Toodles?" Toodles had run off. Panicked, Rodger turned to see where she had gone. Toodles was handing Teagan a med-kit. Breathing a sigh of relief, Rodger turned back to his machine. "*SSsSssswEeTiE, YoU MuSssSSSSt Be JoKInG*" What was that? Rodger leaned his head against the wall. *NoOoO I'MmM nOt HonEy. It SssSseEeEmSssSs ThAt He WiLl Be JoIning ThEm In ThEiR..... CoMpAnY.*" "FOoLIsH Of ThEm, He iSSsSSs A CoWard AmOnG RoYAlTy AnD HeRoEsSssSs. DoEsn'T DeSeRvE A pLaCe WiTh THem.*" Who? Rodger stepped closer. He should have looked. His foot trampled a long, vine-like stem, and he heard the voice wince. "*SSsSsSoME IsSsSs WaTchIng UsSsSsS!!!!*" "*YoU FiRSsSSSt DeAr.*" The vine shot up and wrapped itself around Rodger's face. Rodger tried to scream, but the vine was blocking any noise from coming out. He was lifted off the ground, helpless. ⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍ Now, You may click or press space and watch the show. ⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍ Did you read the comic? Good. You may now continue A blue star sliced through the air, cutting the ichor tentacle off Ginger before it could pull her down. It flopped onto the ground and slithered back into the pool surrounding Rodger. Ginger stumbled back. Looey walked closer, but Astro stopped him. "The ichor's already coming to life. We have to go." "BUT PAPA! WE CAN'T JUST LEAVE HIM!" Toodles pleaded. "Toodles.... it's getting late.... you should go to bed." "NO! WE NEED HIM! I NEED HIM!" Teagan picked Toodles up, holding her head away from Rodger. "Dear, Astro's right. You need sleep. Rodger will be well when you wake up." "BUT.....Rodge...r" Toodles buried her head into Teagan's shoulder. Little blue stars twinkled around her head, and soon she was fast asleep. Looey started looking for something to heal Rodger, but Ginger stopped him. Looey stuttered, "I-Is he really.....gone?" Ginger, after a moment, nodded. She held out one of her cookies and handed it to him. She hung her head low. Astro hurried them along, motioning them back through the hallway. But he turned to see Rodger one last time. The ichor had already begun to wrap around his body. Some started to seep through his eye. A large shadow peared down Astro at the end of the hall, and Astro let out a gasp and followed the others. ⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍ "And that's how I di. Well, not really, I'm talking to you now. And most of this information I got from first hand sources. But it happened...... It was terrifying if you're wondering. Not just for me, but everyone. The fact that we keep coming back gives us hope. But it also gives us fear. Because someday, it will stop happening. And when that happens, there is no more hope." - Rodger ⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍⯌⯍ A toon walked closer to Rodger's body. The ichor fled away from his feet. The toon placed a hand on Rodger. The remaining ichor gathered into his hand. He inspected it ,then shoved it into his mouth. He started coughing, and he coughed it out back into his hand. He shoved it into his coat pocket. He pulled up Rodger and started to drag him away.