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It was late at night. The dim moonlight was somewhat comforting at 8PM at night. Daisy was driving her and 6 year old Charlotte home after a visit to her friend Matt's house. Charlotte was sound asleep in the back seat; All you could hear was the sound of the car and her soft breathing. Meanwhile Daisy, was stuck in her thoughts. She wasn't zoned out or anything, she was just thinking.
Daisy, was a married mother until the tragic news of her husband passing away in the war. Her and Charlotte were devastated to the core when they heard the news. Charlotte had lost her dear dad and Daisy had lost the love of her life. She was widowed. Even though she was, she never wanted to get re-married. She still felt her love for Guest even when he wasn't here anymore. Speaking of, she always found it weird that the body was never was found. Of course, many theorized that he was blown up with the grenade and that was why. Although, it always felt like that wasn't the truth. Alas, she always stopped herself from thinking further since she assumed she was "lying to herself" to cope.
With a long sigh, she continued her way home until she found herself in her familiar driveway. She got out and carried the still sleeping Charlotte inside. She quickly tucked Charlotte in, not wanting to wake her up since she was feeling tired for most of the day already. After that, she went up to her room and got changed for sleep. A simple shirt that Guest used to wear, and some shorts. She turned on her lamp, and shuffled into her bed. She stared at the ceiling. Nothing was up there, she was just so lost in her thoughts, that she didn't notice. She turned to the left. The empty side of her bed. She remembered the last time she was with Guest here. The way he held her. The way he smiled in his sleep when he was next to her. All those memories flooded in. And he was gone. Nothing she could do. What else was there to do. She sat up. Angry tears streaming down her face. Why her? Why did this have to happen to her? Guest.. Her Guest... Why?... She tried to calm herself, but all she couldn't.. All she could do was sit in silence. Her tears filled with rage and sadness.
"Why must I... suffer this terrible fate??..."
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After a while, Daisy had cried herself to sleep. Her tear stains are still on the pillow where she laid her head. In her head, All she though was having the deceased Guest 1337 in her arms. Hugging him as if he were alive. She looked at him. His face with blood and gore. Why did she let him leave?...
Suddenly, the body seemed to fade away out of nothing. Her thoughts started to turn into this glitch-like black and red world. What was going on? She tried to close her eyes, thinking she was just having a lucid dream. But as soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself in this dark world. The placed looked like a "capture the flag" like game, but dark and bloodied. Is she still dreaming? She quickly smacked her face, hoping to wake herself from this terrible dream. But, she was still stuck here. What is going on here?? She started to hear silent crying. She followed the sound and found a child on the ground in tears. She tried seeing who the child was, only to realize it was her own daughter, Charlotte. Charlotte was stuck in this weird place? She quickly made her presence known to her daughter.
"Charlotte! It's me, your mom.. I'm here.." Daisy said calmly.
Charlotte immediately jumped into her arms as soon as she heard her, being somewhat relived that her mother was here. Daisy started to walk with Charlotte in her arms, trying to see what to do in this place. First, she tried to see what she had with her..
She had a grey colored tank top on with loose baggy blue jeans and some black boots on and a white headband to top it off. She also had this satchel that was filled with.. Daisies? She wondered what that did. She continued forth until she head some creepy music. Was that normal? Suddenly, a man with a hockey mask come charging at her with a machete in his hand. She quickly covers Charlotte with her body, hoping she would take the impact. She looks down, half-expecting to see blood or a wound. But, all she sees is a big chunk of her hair on the ground. The machete guy had missed and cut her hair instead. Daisy took that as a sign to run as fast as she could with Charlotte in her arms. As soon as she found a quiet corner, she checked to see if that really had happened. She put her hand near her hair. Her hair was now to her shoulders instead of to her waist. She was more relived that he cut her hair instead of hitting her back or Charlotte. But she was still shocked to the core on what just went down. Was that person trying to kill her and Charlotte? Why was he trying to do that?
Her thoughts were paused with a yellow looking person screaming for their life. She wasted no time attempting to help the poor stranger. She tried tossing some of her daises towards the killers direction. That seemed to stop him for enough time. She pulled the stranger towards her hiding corner.
The yellow stranger spoke up."T-thank y-you.. U-uh.. W-who are you??"
"I'm Daisy.. Who are you? What is going on?" Daisy started asking questions like this was an interrogation.
"U-uh. I'm N-noob and U-uh are you new? I-I see you d-don't know what's going on.." They shyly responded.
"Well.. Me and my daughter got stuck here and is that guy trying to kill everyone or what?!" She and Noob's conversation was quickly cut off with a gunshot being heard.
"W-what was that?" Daisy stammered.
"That m-must b-be.."
Suddenly a man with a fedora and dark sunglasses ran into their corner, covered in blood with an open wound on their arm.
"Heh, he doesn't go down very easily does he?"
Daisy was now confused. A shy looking person and now a stranger with a flintlock? What is going on here??
"U-uh Chance.. W-we have someone new here.." Noob said.
Chance turned his head to see a woman holding onto a child, with fear in her eyes.
"Oh my! I didn't even notice! Well hello ma'am..." Chance said slyly.
"Hello... Is your arm okay?" She said concerningly.
"Ah! Not really. Sadly I have no med-kit and am in need of healing! But Elliot already died.." He said.
Daisy thought quickly and decided to see if her flowers could do more than slow a killer. She threw them onto his arm.
"What are you-" His wound started to heal before he could finish his sentence.
"Hmm, your ability could come in handy on most rounds.." He said smugly.
Before they knew it, the round ended, leaving them in the lobby. Daisy started immediately demanding an explanation from the 2, wanting to know if this was actually what was happening or she was still dreaming. After a quick explanation from the two. Her first thoughts went to how she would have Charlotte with her during all this.
"What about my daughter? I will not be letting her go through that! She's only 6. That's too much for a kid to handle! Is it possible for me to go and let her stay in this lobby area?" She said with panic in her voice which the two noticed.
"Well, only if the Spectre allows it.." Noob said plainly
"Who is the.. Spectre?"
"It's the creator of this hell! Sadly there's no way to get out... So you'll be seeing us forever!" Chance said with his smile still not faltering.
Daisy still had so many questions about this place. But all she can do is try to accept what she was just told.