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[Happy Mask Salesman]

The next poster would wake up in a very dirty bed, with no memory of how they arrived there. The bed was covered with mud. The wallpaper in the room was torn somewhat. However, the most disturbing thing in the room was a headless corpse. The corpse was sitting against a wall, with a large splatter of blood above the body. In the corpse's hands was a shotgun. If the next poster would look outside, they would see it was incredibly foggy.

A door to the hallway of the house was nearby.

[Spiny]

*Emcee reactivated, looking about the area.
He struggled to activate his hovering modules for a second.
Once the robot reporter saw the corpse, he quickly reached for his Shock Pistol.*

[Happy Mask Salesman]

The corpse didn't do much...except twitch everyonce in a while. There was also a note near the corpse.

[Spiny]

*It wasn't exactly the corpse that got him on edge. He swiftly launched a hand over to get the note, aiming at the door with his weapon incase something emerged.*

[Happy Mask Salesman]

Emcee would hear absolutely nothing in the house.

The note said this:

"They're...everywhere. I came here with my friends, hoping for the road trip of my life...however, they ended my friends lives. I have no idea what the hell those things are. I can't let those things get me...they'll torture me to death...there is only one way out of this.

Good bye, world."

[Spiny]

*He threw away the note in abit of disgust.*
So frail, but so pathetic. > >
*He slowly floated out, grabbing the shotgun on his way, and pumping it before taking the Shock Pistol back out.*

[Happy Mask Salesman]

The hallway that Emcee would enter also had torn wallpaper. The front door was near the room. The front door was wide open. Emcee would hear some eerie moaning coming from outside.