An OCT Short Story
13 pages · tap a page to read its text
BY: MSSALTYANCHOR
AIMING SOME KIND OF VOODOO TYPE SHIT AT ME. AND THEN... I FELL?
HOLES
BEFORE THAT... DIDN'T THE FLOOR TURNED INTO A MOUTH? DID I
GET EATEN?
NONE OF THIS MAKES A LICK OF SENSE...
TO HELL WITH THIS HAUNTED HOUSE
BULLSHIT.
THOSE FUCKING ASSHOLES ARE GOING TO REGRET FUCKING
JUST YOU WAIT, ONCE I GET OUT OF HERE.
THEY THINK THAT THEY GOT THE BEST
ARE YOU ALSO HEADING BACK TO THE-
FUFU! OH MY... LOOK WHAT THE CAT DRAGGED IN.
WAS... SOMEONE TRYING TO TALK TO ME JUST NOW?
WELL, WELL, WELL... IF IT ISN'T THE LITTLE RAT THAT WAS TRYING TO PRETEND IT WAS A CAT.
THE MAID FROM EARLIER...
YOU'RE THE MAID TO THIS MADHOUSE AREN'T YOU?
I WANT OUT
OF THIS FUCKING PLACE THIS INSTANT!!
TO BAD...
WATCHING IT RUN AROUND IN CIRCLES WOULD HAVE
THE RATS SCHEME WAS OUT DONE IN THE END.
I WAS REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO HOW LONG IT COULD SURVIVE
THAT IT WASN'T THE CAT AFTER ALL.
FIGURED IT OUT...
WELL
FUCK ME