[center][h1][color=f26522]Alexander Furst[/color][/h1] [hr][@Crimmy] [@JBRam2002] [@GarlandDaHero] [@Suku][hr] As he observed the outside before him, he reached out a hand towards the window, aiming to lay it on there... and he saw... Oh dear god, what was he looking at?! Alexander's hand visibly recoiled back just as it was about to reach the glass, the teen jumping back just a little as his eyes widened, mouth agape. Swirls of colorful neon green and purple were what he saw before him... it was as if he was staring into the abyss after taking a huge dose of LSD, mucking around with his head. He began stepping back, trying to get the hell away from whatever this... slime monster was... and then the walls started rusting. Oh good, so he was right about being stuck in a Silent Hill setting as well. That was probably the most normal thing that he had seen so far... Because this goop started becoming legs. Why was he getting scared? [color=f26522][i]"Calm down Alex, you're just surprised, that's all, you can get out of here!"[/i][/color] Why? Why was he breathing so heavily? Were these his instincts telling him that he was going to die? No way! Not a chance in hell! As he drew his baton, it hit him. He was surrounded by the noxious puddles of slime, now dripping with decaying pink sinew... Alex might of thrown up a little in his mouth at the repulsive sight... and then there were golden eyes. Excellent, just... perfect. As one of the fleshy eyes began to near him, he reacted with swift impunity by stamping down on the golden eye, hearing the squishing under his foot. That... that didn't help him at all! As the strange goo began closing in on him, there was another option that he honestly should of just taken. Jumping out of the middle of this puddle of caustic unfamiliarity. Alright... one, two... Three. With one valiant push Alex launched himself into the air, almost seemingly making it... if not for the sludge that was still attached to his shoe. He quickly plummeted down into the gunk, now covered in it, face and clothes! Trying to get up, he found that much to his horror he couldn't get out. It was on him! Struggling only made it worse as he attempted to wrangle the goop off of him, only to have his hand stuck... oh my god, this just went from bad to worse. ... OK, NOW IT'S AT THE WORST OF THE WORST! Claws and mouths were spawning in the sickly goo that was now enveloping his body, biting at him, scratching his cheek! He winced as it scratched at him, causing a bit of blood to trickle down his temple. All of them, the others... they were seemingly at a loss at what to do... Until suddenly he saw it. A huge wave of that repulsive mix of toxic flesh was about to come crashing down on him. He... he had to do something, no matter how futile it was. There was no way in hell he could go down this easily... [color=f26522]"Get the hell away from me,"[/color] he bellowed at the wave that was coming down on him, swinging with his baton arm at the crashing tide. This was true desperation as he was covered by the tide. The world, it became muffled to him. This... this was so disgusting! It was blinding him, he couldn't breathe! Alex thought he might lose consciousness, until suddenly he barely made out a familiar voice... [color=f26522][i]"Maita-san?"[/i][/color] The only thing that was visible was the back of his other hand and some parts of his arm, dipped deeply into the fluids. He tried to reach out, he didn't want to die here... he... could he? He felt at a loss here; should he truly give up? No one would try to use him anymore, to get a head start on the latest trends. Plus, who would really miss him? Some people he just met and was cold as ice to? His parents? Anyone who only cared about fashion? Then why was she... 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He was taken by the waves. Run, he would like to say. Run, he would like to think. But he couldn't. He couldn't do anything. And then his consciousness was lost to the darkness.[/center]