Running From The SCP Foundation (Epilogue) by BlackDragon-Assassin, literature
Literature
Running From The SCP Foundation (Epilogue)
So, now we're all caught up with the story, well more than caught up. I've been trying to escape from this hell for 3 over years but The Foundation seems to cut me off at every turn. I know I'll get out eventually, I hope. I can only imagine the pain my friends and family are enduring with me missing now. I just wish I could contact them and tell them I'm okay. Well, I'm gonna be here trying to free myself. Who knows, maybe you'll be the lucky one to finally free me. Until then, I will see you later, or not. Doesn't matter in the end. Oh, and the name's Rolvus Zolmamir. Byyyyyyyyye.~
Running From The SCP Foundation CH. 4 by BlackDragon-Assassin, literature
Literature
Running From The SCP Foundation CH. 4
It had been a few days since that abandoned building and I had recently arrived in Indianapolis as I was hiding in the slums with all the poor people as Sin had become as visible as any person as when he would speak I swear I could almost understand him as I munched on a hot dog I had stolen along with a gun I had pickpocketed out of a purse. I couldn’t be too careful as I looked at Sin, who was watching me with those same blank and empty eyes. For once as I looked Sin over I noted that he was very clearly a he as i blushed some while finishing my food before getting up and beginning to walk more as I sighed. Michigan was gonna be my fi
Dreams of a Unicorn by BlackDragon-Assassin, literature
Literature
Dreams of a Unicorn
It was a normal, stormy day here on the coast. I was sitting at my computer watching WatchPony™ on Youtube as it stormed outside. I sighed in boredom as I got up and used the bathroom and took a shower as well. After I finished I wiped the moisture that accumulated on the missor away and took a good look at myself. Atop my head was black, short hair with 2 blue colored eyes on my face. I was a rather pale, could pass for a caucasian, but in actuality I am an Asian male. I stood at about 1.6764 meters (5ft 6in) tall and was what one would consider out of shape. I put on some clothes and sat back at my computer and got onto Discord an
Running From The SCP Foundation (CH. 3) by BlackDragon-Assassin, literature
Literature
Running From The SCP Foundation (CH. 3)
I bolted down the front steps, the building in flames as a hail of bullets flashed behind me. I was hit again, my other arm this time; directly in my shoulder. I kept running as a crowd was forming, ducking into a nearby alley and looking up at the night sky as i slid down the wall, holding my arm.
--Earlier That Day--
This building looked so much dirtier during the day, it was gross. Ceiling tiles and insulation on the floor, needles, rusty nails, and other stuff was left behind. I wouldn’t doubt it if i found a hobo or 2 living in here. I kept walking down the main hallway before coming across a split which led into 2 more hallways.
Running From The SCP Foundation CH. 3 Prev. by BlackDragon-Assassin, literature
Literature
Running From The SCP Foundation CH. 3 Prev.
I bolted down the front steps, the building in flames as a hail of bullets flashed behind me. I was hit again, my other arm this time; directly in my shoulder. I kept running as a crowd was forming, ducking into a nearby alley and looking up at the night sky as i slid down the wall and sat on the concrete below as blood smeared onto the wall whilst holding my arm.
Running From The SCP Foundation (Epilogue) by BlackDragon-Assassin, literature
Literature
Running From The SCP Foundation (Epilogue)
So, now we're all caught up with the story, well more than caught up. I've been trying to escape from this hell for 3 over years but The Foundation seems to cut me off at every turn. I know I'll get out eventually, I hope. I can only imagine the pain my friends and family are enduring with me missing now. I just wish I could contact them and tell them I'm okay. Well, I'm gonna be here trying to free myself. Who knows, maybe you'll be the lucky one to finally free me. Until then, I will see you later, or not. Doesn't matter in the end. Oh, and the name's Rolvus Zolmamir. Byyyyyyyyye.~
Running From The SCP Foundation CH. 4 by BlackDragon-Assassin, literature
Literature
Running From The SCP Foundation CH. 4
It had been a few days since that abandoned building and I had recently arrived in Indianapolis as I was hiding in the slums with all the poor people as Sin had become as visible as any person as when he would speak I swear I could almost understand him as I munched on a hot dog I had stolen along with a gun I had pickpocketed out of a purse. I couldn’t be too careful as I looked at Sin, who was watching me with those same blank and empty eyes. For once as I looked Sin over I noted that he was very clearly a he as i blushed some while finishing my food before getting up and beginning to walk more as I sighed. Michigan was gonna be my fi
Dreams of a Unicorn by BlackDragon-Assassin, literature
Literature
Dreams of a Unicorn
It was a normal, stormy day here on the coast. I was sitting at my computer watching WatchPony™ on Youtube as it stormed outside. I sighed in boredom as I got up and used the bathroom and took a shower as well. After I finished I wiped the moisture that accumulated on the missor away and took a good look at myself. Atop my head was black, short hair with 2 blue colored eyes on my face. I was a rather pale, could pass for a caucasian, but in actuality I am an Asian male. I stood at about 1.6764 meters (5ft 6in) tall and was what one would consider out of shape. I put on some clothes and sat back at my computer and got onto Discord an
Running From The SCP Foundation (CH. 3) by BlackDragon-Assassin, literature
Literature
Running From The SCP Foundation (CH. 3)
I bolted down the front steps, the building in flames as a hail of bullets flashed behind me. I was hit again, my other arm this time; directly in my shoulder. I kept running as a crowd was forming, ducking into a nearby alley and looking up at the night sky as i slid down the wall, holding my arm.
--Earlier That Day--
This building looked so much dirtier during the day, it was gross. Ceiling tiles and insulation on the floor, needles, rusty nails, and other stuff was left behind. I wouldn’t doubt it if i found a hobo or 2 living in here. I kept walking down the main hallway before coming across a split which led into 2 more hallways.
Running From The SCP Foundation CH. 3 Prev. by BlackDragon-Assassin, literature
Literature
Running From The SCP Foundation CH. 3 Prev.
I bolted down the front steps, the building in flames as a hail of bullets flashed behind me. I was hit again, my other arm this time; directly in my shoulder. I kept running as a crowd was forming, ducking into a nearby alley and looking up at the night sky as i slid down the wall and sat on the concrete below as blood smeared onto the wall whilst holding my arm.
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