PewCryDie

 Book 3 - Chapter One - Here We Go Again...     "What the hell is this?" The question was directed at my computer monitor. What used to be an interactive scene in Yume Nikki morphed to a very familiar title screen. Adrenaline pumped through me as I read the words there: Amnesia – A Machine for Pigs. With a strange yelp of fear I rolled my chair back.     "No, I'm not playing this. I refuse. Pewdie told me about this, just no." Despite my protests the screen flashed white. The white light seemed to escape the monitor and swallow me up as I unwillingly passed out.     When my eyes opened again I reached up to rub them but was blocked

 Carnival of Rust Rated E because it's just a strange little fluff thing. D' you breathe the name of your savior in your hour of need,      "Felix!" The brunette stumbled over the craggy stone alley to his best friend. His hands shook violently as they hovered over Felix's body, afraid to touch him. There were wounds - three of them -Straight through his chest. Why did he have to be a hero? And taste the blame if the flavor should remind you of greed?      "It's not your fault Cry, don't worry about it." The Swede's voice was shallow and rough. It was weak but it was raw with emotion. Despite his body sluggishly draining of his life fo