Scream for Anthony to come back

From Create Your Own Story

You open your mouth to scream. Before you can draw in breath, the sound of gunfire rings out. It rapidly gets closer.

You let out a feminine yelp of pure terror as you hear thuds that can only be falling bodies. The door bursts open and a bloody corpse flies through it, hitting Price and knocking her to the floor. About six more bodies, all dressed in military or police uniforms, follow in rapid succession.

Five massive black men, all with shaved heads and covered in gang tattoos, burst into the room. One of them hoses Price with a clip of machine-gun bullets, mercifully ending her life. You have a feeling a worse fate awaits you and Michelle.

"Are you the one who broke Tyrone out of prison?" one of them, presumably the leader, asks. Unable to speak, you simply nod.

"Is she a friend of yours?" he asks, pointing his eyes at Michelle. You nod again.

The door bursts open and a bespectacled soldier, not Anthony, appears. "What the hell is going on?" he yells, pointing a machine-pistol at the gang.

His answer is a hail of bullets from four additional black guys who were presumably hiding in the corridor. The soldier barely avoids getting hit as Lieutenant Mallory pushes him out of the way.

"We need to move, Colonel!" she shouts. You see the two soldiers fleeing down the hallway.

One of the black guys hacks off the limbs of every corpse in the room and dices the torsos into small bloody pieces.

You hear a voice inside your head from the guy with the machete: "Don't bother trying to shift into us. We're all taken."

"These two live," the leader says. "They helped Tyrone. By the way, I'm `Killer' Jenkins, Tyrone's best friend." A handkerchief contain a knockout drug is placed over your nose and mouth, as well as Michelle's.

When you awaken, you're in a room with no obvious exits. You're naked and spread-eagled, tied with silken scarves to a bed. Michelle is tied identically to a second bed.

Killer and his gang are standing, naked, in the room. You can't believe the size of the dicks on these men -- the smallest one is 10 inches and the largest, belonging to Killer, would take two rulers to measure.

"We'll show both of you a good time," Killer says in a surprisingly soft voice. "We won't be disturbed. To enter this room you need to pass the retinal scanner, which only allows me in. The whole house is surrounded by landmines and if anyone but me enters the front door they trigger a trap that plunges them into a vat of acid. And there are no other doors but the front. So, you want to go first or watch us make your friend very happy before you get our sweet loving?"

You are possessing:
Sarah Schnell
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