CYS: Now Get the Fuck out of there
From Create Your Own Story
You don't know what the hell is going on out there, but you can't stand being in the same house where you killed Freddy. You have to get out of here, and you don't care where you end up coming, any where is better than here. But before you head out, you're gonna need a weapon. You grab a flashlight before packing a bag of clothes and food, rushing to get it done as fast as possible. After the bag is full, you remember your gun in the attic, and sprint up the stairs into the hall. You pull down the ladder, heading up to the attic. In there is a chest that is full of your granddads stuff from WW2. Next to it is your rifle. An AR-15, you bought it in case of emergencies, and you think this qualifies as a emergency. You pick it up, along with the ammo, before heading back down. Fred was in the middle of packing some clothes into a back pack. He turns toward you, and grins when he see's the rifle. You sling it around your shoulder, before. You check your gear before heading to the front door, mentally preparing for what was on the other side. You grab the doorknob, take a deep breath, and open the door.
Its pandemonium outside as your neighborhood seems to suddenly wake up. Red lightning continues to strike the forest, creating a nice little fire, but the fog doesn't seem to advance any further. Your neighbors all seem to either panic and drive away, or try to barricade their houses. As you watch, a black jeep and red van race down the road, a police car right on their asses. When the jeep and van turn the corner the jeep rams into the side of the van, sending it careening of the curb where it tips over and rams into a large oak tree. The jeep speeds off, and the police car follows, ignoring the van, it's sirens slowly fading away. You hear screams from further away, though they still sound too close for comfort. Overwhelmed with the chaos, you simply watch as almost a dozen people run pass your house, most in their pajamas and underwear. As you watch, a mother wearing a loose bathrobe and underwear carries a sleeping little girl in hello kitty pajamas. She gives you a fearful look, before sprinting away. What the fuck is going on? You can't just stand there, you're to much of a target in the open. Your mind races with options...
