A Little Fun Can't Bite

New story one-shot Hope you enjoy it. It may be quick or a little typical, but it’s progress and I’m still learning🤧 Content Warning: This story contains graphic violence, blood, injury, and psychological horror. Reader discretion advised. • • “Are you sure you want to do this?It's creepy!" “ brotha calm your arse down …it's just a hospital, what's the worst that can happen?” “Um, I don't know? Maybe getting CHASED BY GHOSTS OR DEAD PEOPLE ” “You're exaggerating, and I looked up this place house, nothing happens here ... .it’s just for fun man!” Today's my birthday and I thought of taking my friend Andrew to explore an abandoned hospital in the night as an activity, because I love scary things, he on the other hand is quite the opposite. If there's a creak sound, he will probably faint on the spot. but it's my day so he has no choice. “ come on ,I will be there with you, you can hold my hand” “That's gay bro.” “ Then stop complaining!” We stepped into the hospital, it was dark and empty, but yes a big mess, as if something blasted in here.

The place was covered in dust and a trail of dry blood on the walls or on the floor

A shiver went down my spine suddenly, I told myself it was exciting, the air felt slightly cold like it wanted us to turn around, or maybe I was nervous of what was about to come out. I grabbed Andrew's arm and pulled him along , he was attempting to resist , I just hoped I wouldn't need to be carrying his fainted body later. So far, after checking a few rooms with empty patient beds, abandoned reception area covered in dust and cobwebs, it was scary yet frightening, but for some reason the more we went to different floors, there was this urge to leave, but I still stayed…..I wish I didn't.

At some point I noticed Andrew had headphones on. I tugged one earbud free and popped it into my ear. I burst out laughing. “Britney Spears? Seriously?” “ stop laughing” “ Can't wait to tell everyone you're a Britney army “ sniggering at him , he tried to reach for his headphone but he couldn't grab it on time, I continued to wave his headphone at him while walking backwards while facing him. 🎶my loneliness is killing me and i-🎶 “ shut up and give me back my pod man” I didn't bother to hear him and continued to sing, suddenly I realised he wasn't walking anymore and stood frozen on the spot , the blood drained from his face, leaving him white and shaken, his mouth was opened yet it seems there was shield blocking any oxygen from going in him, he stumbled back almost falling but held himself before he ran at the opposite direction as fast as he can. “Andrew!” But he didn't listen , “ ANDREW?” I turned around to see what scared Andrew away but saw nothing but empty smoke and another corridor.

I went after Andrew. Hopefully he didn't faint somewhere. I stopped in the middle leading to two different corridors “shit” muttering quietly, "where did he go?". Trusting my gut, I went to the left corridor.

Getting slightly lost, I started panicking, voicing out for Andrew every step I took, my call echoed into the walls and back , my throat started drying out eventually, I sat down leaning against the wall wondering where my mate could be, the way he was panicking as if he would drop dead during that moment, but somehow held himself up and ran. I should have ran after him instead of standing there like an idiot, why couldn't I just hang around in my house with a pizza and watch movies with him? Suddenly I heard a loud shriek , a familiar shriek, a painful shriek….shit its Andrew I heard him shouting my name. “NOAH”,His screams echoed through the maze, and I desperately followed the sound, hoping to reach him. It was my only source of beacon to find him in this house of horror, suddenly the scream stopped, I continued to run in anxiety hoping I can save my friend from his unfortunate fate, I stopped the moment I saw trial of fresh blood on the dusty floor, I followed into the slight darkness hoping to rescue my friend, I heard a faint whistle coming from the darkness “ bro this isn't funny”. But I realised it wasn't him whistling, whenever Andrew tried to whistle, it sounded like he was blowing air, I walked further with my hand turned into a tight fist getting ready for anything that might come out to attack, That’s when I saw him.

Andrew stood perfectly still, like a statue. His face was hidden in shadow, but his blue plaid shirt was speckled with blood. But at least he was standing alive. I hugged him in relief and he hugged me back, "don't worry! I got you! ”. I felt a sudden harsh ache on my back, and then it was pulled out as I screamed in agony and once again I felt that sharp pain going into my fresh wound but I couldn't scream, my body was paralysed in fear, in pain. I was shoved onto the floor like I was trash.

The figure stepped back into the light.

It wasn’t Andrew.

A pig mask stared down at me, slick with blood. The blue plaid shirt belonged to my friend, but the body inside it didn’t.

“Ah,” I groaned weakly. “i didn’t remember signing up to be a SAW contestant.”

The masked figure dragged me away. My back scraped against the ground, tearing the wound open further. Darkness crept in as the pain became unbearable. I regained consciousness to a brutal pressure beneath my neck.

A hook.

My body hung by it, muscles screaming as I fought not to be torn apart. I thrashed then froze when the movement ripped deeper into my back. Blinding light burned my eyes. I shut them, gasping.

I opened slowly once again and was frightened in whatever hell hole I was stuck in. It looked like a typical surgeon's room; only with blood everywhere, including the curtains,the floor, I saw buckets with human remains, I gulped down the saliva down my dry throat.

My vision cleared, revealing a digital camera on a six-foot tripod, its red recording light glowing

I saw weapons hanging on the wall that had dry rotting blood on them and yet the culprit was unbothered to clean it “ Wow I ma get killed by a unhygienic prick” . I heard a snigger in my right hand side and finally saw Andrew, his shirt was stolen by that pigface, and he had fresh stab wounds. He chest was covered in blood, his face badly bruised, and his back had a sharp hook attached from his inside, I gazed at him in shame ,he had so much going ,so much plan in his life and just for my birthday, I ruined everything, I should have listened to him in the first place, I should have trusted my instinct that something wasn't right when I entered. “ Noah” , he whispered faintly, the energy was sucked out of him, if he spoke his least remaining energy would kill him off. “y-yeah?” “this is the worst birthday adventure you dragged me into, asshole ” he couldn't finish his words and started cackling in pain, my eyes blurred up with tears and looked away in shame, admitting I was one. footsteps appeared …our doom countdown began, pig face emerged from the shadows, slightly cracking his knuckles and neck to begin his work, I glanced at the weapon in his hand that was clutching a long reaper with blood dripping from it.

Gulping down my remaining energy, I looked at Andrew one last time only to see him staring at me already, he was alive yet his soul was long dimmed away, he smiled accepting his fate, hoping this sadist will put him out of his misery soon, I took my last breath before the emerging pain began and accepting there will be no chance of survival.

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• Ah hope you liked it lol, I will try with better story lines, just trying basic to practice for a few months