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15. Butter (D1)

AP and I took lead. I stormed through toward the front door as quickly as I could. As I breached the opening and reached out for the door handle, I notcied a single tentacle slowly slither over the top of the door, as if letting me know we would not be going through there. I …

14. Butter (D1)

The house was just a front.  Beneath the old, dilapidated building was a massive, state-of-the-art lab. I don’t mean like clear walls, white coats type lab. I mean like a factory, a self sustaining factory, or lab, or whatever! There were tanks, clear and see through with what seemed like artificial flesh being…cooked inside of …

13. Butter (D1)

We continued on our way toward the house. Turns out everyone was full of questions, Benny most of all. He was like a mad man, firing one after the other, but it wasn’t like the other two weren’t without theirs either. They all seemed to think that I had all the answers. They couldn’t pull …

12. Butter (D1)

I turned and ran off toward the side of the building where no one from the station would see me coming. I swallowed down my nerves and took out my flashlight. I took a deep breath and flashed the light twice. Immediately the car lights came on and I heard the engine rev loud. I …

11. Butter (D1)

We stood some distance from the station, watching it. I had expected it to be bigger, tons of guards everywhere, prepared against any onslaught of criminal attacks. Goes to show how much I really knew about it all. I had pictured he’d be taken to a massive prison, but this was Juniper City. Too nice …

10. Butter (D1)

I slept like shit that night. Worse than all the previous nights. There’s something about knowing that you’re being hunted, being teased about being the next but never quite knowing when it’ll come. You can’t let your guard down ever, even while you sleep. I felt sorry for Juice. Lots of people live like that. …

9. Butter (D1)

AP went home eventually, we both did. I climbed into my room and stared at the ceiling, reimagining everything that had happened. Rerunning the events over and over again in a way I couldn’t when I had been with AP. My mind was taking me through the inner workings of the dull nightmare we all …

8. Butter (D1)

Figuring the front door too unlikely a place for the police to leave unlocked, we dashed straight over the side gate and checked the rear windows. One of the neighbors dogs must have caught wind of us, fuckin’ dog started going off like a maniac. I had already been on edge, now.  We stood still, …