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Wemmbu kept hearing it.
The knock on his window.
Knock
Knock
Knock
He groans, more annoyed than afraid.
The knocking had been going on for about a week. He has no clue what or who is doing it, but he will blow them up if they don't stop it.
He even asked Jaden and Egg if they were playing a massive prank on him. But they both had no clue what he was talking about.
Wemmbu let out a sigh before screaming into his pillow for the fifth time that night.
-
"Yoo, Wemm- woah...did you hear the knocking again? You look terrible man." Jaden was making breakfast for both Egg and Wemmbu as they were both horrible makers in the kitchen.
"Yeah, I did." Wemmbu said sternly as he did not want to have a conversation, especially tired. He was literally about to pass out on the stairs.
Egg was below at the table, writing something, probably lore books or whatever.
Egg, finally noticing the sleep deprived Wemmbu, started to laugh at how bad he looked. "Oh man, I thought Jaden was exaggerating."
"Okay bro. It's like I haven't been able to sleep this entire week." Wemmbu hit Egg with his sword as he didn't want to get reminded of his horrible eye bags.
"NO FIGHTING IN THE HOUSE GUYS."
"THAT WAS ONLY WEMMBU, JADEN."
"YEAH? AND YOU SHOULD BE GLAD I DIDN'T PULL MY OBRRITAL STRIKE CANNONS ON YOU."
"WEMMBU."
"Yeah, yeah whatever." He lays down his head as the incoming headache will fuck him up later if he fights anyone later.
"You know, Wemmbu, I think you are being haunted."
"WHAT." Wemmbu shot out of his chair and looked at Egg astonished at the revelation.
"I mean, what else could it be? You already know that ghosts are real. And you didn't even see anyone when you went out a couple of times."
Egg was being unreasonable, there's no way?? No way, he, Wemmbu, the most powerful player on the server, IS BEING HAUNTED. By a random ass ghost of all things.
Wemmbu whines as he pulls his rat nest of hair, into his palms. He hates this. Why him??
"Egg might be right lowkey. You are always killing players maybe finally one decided to get back at you." Jaden jokes as he puts the plates of breakfast on the table.
"Right, like I could of all people be haunted by some random." Egg and Jaden gave each other a look before deciding not to say anything.
"Ah, whatever." Wemmbu instantly started to dig in his food while Egg and Jaden started talking about some random book.
He will think about this later.
-
It's back.
It was aggressive now.
The loud bang made him jump out of bed and swing his sword at anyone in his room.
But nobody was there.
This bullshit again. He was so done with whoever or whatever was doing this. He just wanted to go back to bed.
Wemmbu looks at the window expecting to see nobody but quickly he sees a shadow running away.
Omg, he just hit the jackpot.
He quickly rushed down the stairs, not caring if he woke up Egg or Jaden. How could he care when he finally saw a glimpse of the person who was torturing him? FOR A STRAIGHT WEEK NO LESS.
He was going to kill this person one way or another.
"HEY GET BACK HERE!!!!" He slams open the front door and rushes out. Already sprinting to catch up with the person.
They were quite fast, he would admit. Them using the woods and bushes as cover for their escape. But they were a random he bet. He could kill them easily. Just wait.
"HEY SO? ARE YOU GOING TO EXPLAIN TO ME, WHY YOU HAVE BEEN TORTURING ME OR WHAT?" The person seems to not care about Wemmbu words as their running just got faster.
This damn person. Tsk. Fast bastard.
Luckily for him or...unluckily for him, it started to rain STRAIGHT buckets.
Wemmbu eyes lit up as he notices they were getting slowly because of the mud. HELL YES.
Wemmbu saw the sight of the hooded figure stuck in mud. Their boots getting stuck, their struggle was real as they slowly started to see a purple man catching up.
When Wemmbu finally caught up. He laughed. Hard.
"BAHAHAHAG. OH MY GOD. YOU ARE A IDIOT. WHAT IDIOT GETS STUCK IN MUD?"
The hooded figure could just watch as Wemmbu laughed at them. Then-
They pull out two potions.
"OH? SO, YOU FINALLY DECIDED TO FIGHT?" Wemmbu pulled out his potions and threw them upon himself thinking this was going to a regular, easy fight.
Then, the hoodie person threw them onto Wemmbu instead.
His vision instantly darken and his vision swarms. Oh shit. He felt sick. "What the FUCK?? YOU-" His ears rang as he tried to stay upright. Shit. Shit. Shit.
"Y-You cheater..." Breath in, breath out. He felt like he was going to throw up. He couldn't lose himself now the..the..person..
His vision flickers. Fuck.
He heard a slight laugh from the hooded figure. Asshole.
That made him even more stubborn to get these effects out of his system. Despite the horrible nausea feeling, he was still holding his guard up. "I will kill you for this."
It was getting hard to breathe.
"Why aren't you saying anything? I heard you laugh at me. SO, SAY SOMETHING YOU BASTARD." Wemmbu was getting fed up. He wanted to know why this person was here. Why were they knocking on his window. Why?
Then, they spoke.
It was a voice, a voice that haunted him in his sleep.
"Hello, Wemmbu!"
Wemmbu heartbeat was getting faster. He squeezes his palms. He-no. No. That voice. T-that...can't be possible.
"Are you using a voice changer? If you are. Then fucking stop it." The wet humanity of the air made him sweat now along with the rain.
The blindness slowly started to fade away. But Wemmbu didn't want it to end. Not with-..not with the voice he just heard. He steps back.
"Wemmbu, why are you leaving me again?"
Wemmbu couldn't breathe. The shaking of his shoulders as the voice just kept talking.
"Wemmbu? Why do you look so afraid? Aren't we supposed to be friends?"
"SHUT UP."
The loud shout made everything freeze. Everything expects the rain. It just kept pouring. This damn rain.
"REJOICE IS DEAD. TURN THIS VOICE CHANGER OFF." The blindness was no more, but Wemmbu couldn't look at the hooded figure. He was scared. He was...? No..there's...
Everything was too much.
This was too much.
"Wemmbu, Aren't you happy to see me?"
The hooded figure finally got out of the mud. They slowly started to make their way to Wemmbu.
Wemmbu stepped back again. The nausea was gone now from the potions, but real nausea was clawing up to him. He couldn't look at the person. That would mean this was real. His heart was beating faster as the boots were getting closer. He needs to fight. He just needs to mace them.
It wasn't that hard.
But...
He couldn't move.
The figure was getting closer.
Step.
Step.
Step.
They were right in front of him.
"Wemmbu, why won't you look at me?"
Wemmbu couldn't breathe.
His ears were ringing.
Hah...hah..ha..
Wemmbu slowly looks up, not hoping to see the one who he couldn't save.
A pause.
Everything around him seems to stop as he looks at his smiling face.
A bright smile, Rejoice.
It was Rejoice but no- no. He was dead. Rejoice was dead. No.
The...Rejoice grabbed his hand. Slowly but surely.
"Wemmbu, isn't this what you wanted? I'm alive, aren't I?"
Wemmbu couldn't move. He couldn't breathe.
This wasn't real.
This-
Ha...ha..ha..
Wemmbu could only stand in horror as the fake Rejoice looked at him happily.
It was Rejoice but not...?
His eyes felt fake? They were too doll-like? So shiny, you would think he was crying. His hair was a little too short from the last time he saw him. His smile was...
Too real? That it felt fake.
Like he wasn't there.
And he wasn't.
Rejoice was dead.
Wemmbu blinked and he saw the liquid of flesh dripping from their faces. The illusion was breaking and so were their faces. They giggle like this was a game for them.
Wemmbu was terrified.
Rejoice-No. Not Rejoice-the hooded figure eyeball was dripping out of their eye socket. The blood was oozing as their grip on Wemmbu tightened. Wanted him to see every part of this. Him. He's dead friend.
Wemmbu felt sick. They look exactly how Rejoice looked like when he was crushed by the wardens. Face unrecognizable. An unrecognizable face he thought he would only see in his sleep.
Before anything else could happen to Rejoi-No, the hooded figure face again. He hit his sword right into their stomach. That made them loosen his grip on Wemmbu.
He ran.
Wemmbu never runs.
But...
He couldn't fight.
Not now.
He didn't know where exactly he was running to. But he ran.
He could feel footsteps behind him.
Step.
Step.
Step.
He rushes through bushes and trees. Trying to somehow get away. The rain making it harder to run as his clothes were soaked.
Step.
Step.
Step.
He had to escape.
The quiet patter of Wemmbu footsteps was the only thing keeping him present. He needed to see Egg and Jaden. He wants to go home.
Soon enough he saw their house. He ran inside quickly, shutting the door, pushing a bookshelf right Infront of the door.
He let out a deep breath. One he was holding for too long.
Before he could do anything else-
"WEMMBU???" Jaden was on top of the stairs with his mace in hand ready to strike. He instantly let out a sigh of relief at the sight of Wemmbu. "What the hell man, you scared the hell out of me."
Wemmbu didn't say anything. Just staring.
Jaden, weirdly out by this quiet Wemmbu, asks quietly, "Are you alright, Wemmbu?"
With that, Wemmbu legs gave out. Jaden was shocked but quickly recovered as he quickly put his mace away and rushed downstairs.
Jaden clutched Wemmbu's shoulders as he tried to comfort him.
"What happened Wemmbu? Can you tell me? Wemmbu?" Jaden did not like how quiet he was. Shit.
"Wemmbu, look at me." Jaden was practically begging at this point. No response. Wemmbu was looking down at the floor trembling. Eyes blurry as he tried to process what happened. He didn't know what that was. He didn't know who that was.
What power even was that? Was it the potions? But how? He was sure no one could do that so?? Why Wemmbu? He didn't know. Jaden's voice was drowning out as he was just so tired.
He thinks he heard Jaden say Egg's name. But he really couldn't care less. He was too tired. And before he knew it, he passed out. Just like that.