Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[Li Syaoran]

[Imperial Epsilon]

And *secret* will be posted tomorrow, or the next day.

[LupusArgentea]

Dear Reader,
I am laying in this hidden place, in fetal position, tending to the wounds it has left on me. I am recording any and all information I can get on it, so that the creature may one day be fought. I hope all I have written will be of good use to you, if you are not already dying.
But I know you, dear reader, have questions.
How did I get these injuries? It left them. If you do not yet have such injuries, check the vicinity for health supplies. I hope you have some knowledge of first aid, as you will need it.
Where am I? I cannot say, as this creature seems to be able to read my mind, and I do not want to give myself away.
How did I get here? I am not sure. I have no memory of anything previous to this day. Was my sole purpose in life to come here and die? Maybe. But I will make my death worth something, by writing this.
There is a panel that shakes when you step on it in the lab- lift it, and dried food supplies are beneath it. It restocks every evening. Use this well, as it is the easiest food source to obtain in this death trap. Remember its placement.
Also, hide in small areas. If you have not yet seen it, then I will tell you it is very bulky, but agile. Hiding is your best chance at survival.
Hope that I don't die tonight.
G.

Dear Reader,
This is a game.
A game, fabricated by the creature. I have found this in the form of skeletons, wearing the same clothes as I. All hidden away. Victims of this horrible game.
I have found more info about the creature, despite this. Why it leaves a trail of blood. Why its eyes are clouded over and ooze a sort of diseased grime. None of its paws have the same amount of toes, and its disgusting, blood-stained teeth are all from different mouths. It is some sort of creature only seen in a child's horrific nightmares.
But this isn't a nightmare. It's real.
I think the goo leaking from it's eyes might be acidic, too. There is a huge acid burn in the sole of my shoes that wasn't there before. I almost slipped on it earlier, too.
I won't last much longer. The ways to the food sources are becoming more dangerous, and the portions from the source I usually go to are getting smaller each day.
I don't have anymore time to write. I need to locate more food sources.
G.

Dear Reader,
I know this is a game, now. For certain.
This creature is entertaining itself with intelligent prey. Me. I'm its next victim. There is no way out of here. I am a toy for this creature until I die.
I hope it's soon.
I cannot commit suicide. The only surefire way to die around here is at the hands of the creature, and I have seen what it does to the random deer and sheep that run through the place (which I believe are placed so I notice that they're dying), and I will not let this creature claim me in such a way.
No, I will die fighting.
I'm tired. I need the rest I can get.
G.

[wip]

Dear Reader,
This is it's unbeatable game.
It plays. You play. But you'll always lose.
Don't ask me how I know. If you think you've got enough time, then find an escape. There is no surviving. You're dead.
It finds players and brings them here.
It's finding a fun way to attack and eat it's prey.
And you are it's prey.
I can't go back and erase or destroy the rest, but pay it no mind... It's no use to you, now. There's no time to do anything.
If you're going to die, make sure you die fighting. Don't let it think we are it's toys.
Here goes... I hope I can escape...
G.

Dear Prey,
I shall quote the above- "This is it's unbeatable game".
Do not believe the rubbish this insolent fool has written in this useless log. He has found out nothing.
Just as he was doomed to fail at my bloody claws, so are you.
Please do check the room with water in the far Northern perimeter.
There is a very large stash of food. Eat it all. I want my dinner as plump as possible before I am forced to maul it!
This is the revenge I will place upon the entire Human race for subjecting me to the cruel experimentation I have suffered through the years, which has made me this.
Of course, if you prefer feeling what I felt but living, please come to me in the Shouthern perimeter- the room with the thorns- and we shall make arrangements. You and me. You'll live in luxury.
Will you be my dinner or my comrade? Decisions, decisions...
G for Goodbye... Muahahaha.

[Imperial Epsilon]

Woa. Freaky but AWESOME! Thats really good.

[LupusArgentea]

Thanks. ^^ Now you know why the guy was putting 'G.' at the end of his logs, though.

[Imperial Epsilon]

Yea. Wait...is that story over?

[LupusArgentea]

Unless a lot of people want me to do a sequel, yes.

[Li Syaoran]

I would like a sequel, those are very good stories oh and I cant wait till the *secret* and i will post the story to my post right now

[Chara Dreemurr]

Sequel! What happens to the guy?

[LupusArgentea]

"Just as he was doomed"- he died. xD