Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-27560511-20160113230537

"I, I did it! I finally killed him!" Daniel exclaimed. "Now the mafia will get off my ass, right? They better!" said Daniel. Daniel had been in debt with the mafia for years. Fuck them, they can't reach me, I'll just move, that's what he thought. Ofcourse, it didn't work. Now, his life was on a timer...and it's alarm was about to go off. He thought that if he killed the cop that had taken down four of the mafia's highest grossing drug dealers in California, that would probably make up for it. "I have to get out of here! I can't be caught here when someone finds this body" he said. He had hidden a backpack, containing everything he would need in case things went to shit, about a half a mile away from the murder. Money, new clothes, his phone, etc.

Eventually, after some searching (thanks a lot rain), he finally found the backpack. He put on the clothes, turned on his phone, grabbed the money, grabbed the piece of paper..."what?" Daniel never remembered putting a piece of paper in there. What is this thing? After opening it up, he realized that it was...a, note? What was it doing there, Daniel was thinking. It wasn't written by him, because that was not his handwriting. The paper was really aged, too.

"The rabbit had squealed, calling out for help, the trap had been very painful. The fox had heard the rabbit's cry for help, and came to the rabbit. However, the fox did not come to help." What the fuck? What does this letter mean? "Wait, if I didn't write this," Daniel thought, "then did someone find my backpack? If so, did they see what happened? I have to get the fuck out of here!" Daniel exclaimed. So, he ran, ran down the trail he came here from, hoping to reach a hotel to stay in. He can't go to his house now, so he'll need to figure out what to do now, but for now, he just needed to get to a hotel.

He really just needed to get out of the rain, it was drenching him. "Oh my god, finally!" Daniel said, as he saw a house with a roof he could dry off under. He felt so relieved to get out of the rain. His hands were freezing though, and putting them in his pockets only made him realize, there was something in his pockets. He literally bought this thing today, just as a precaution. What could've been in it...another note? What is going on with these things. This one was in completely different handwriting than the other one, but it seemed to continue off of the last note. "After finding the rabbit, the fox was filled with nothing but ecstacy. 'Please help, kind sir!' called out the rabbit. 'I have been trapped!' The fox gave the rabbit a greedy smile. 'Sure, I will help you!' said the fox. 'How could I ever leave you here?' said the fox, as he helped the rabbit out of the trap. 'Thank you!' said the rabbit"

Where are these things coming from? It makes no sense. This just means Daniel had to go, right now! Before he could, though, something pulled him, pulled him down by the legs, and whispered in his ear, with a voice that sounded like something only the sickest and twisted of people could think up. " 'Your welcome' the fox replied. 'Where do you live?' the fox told the rabbit. 'Why do you care?' the rabbit asked the fox. 'Well, I did save you from that trap, didn't I?' the fox replied. 'So you better treat me.' the fox threatened. I, am the fox. You, are the rabbit. You, are, going, to, treat me." The voice told Daniel, and it turned him around. He saw nothing but a big black face, with a greedy looking smile. He couldn't stop looking at where this things eyes would be. "I haven't been getting enough people afraid. I need fear. I crave it. Thanks to you, I will be able to cure my withdrawl. I have to honestly thank you. After all, you are the rabbit, and I...am the fox" the figure said.

Then everything went black.  