'Big..Brothah..'
He opened his eyes to see that male pinguïn who he remembered correctly...HAD NO FLIPPING EYE.
"So you're awake?"
Private sat up, he was in his bed? Thankfully, the male had a bandage on.
"Don't worry, I am your ally."
"What?"
"Sorry I scared u earlier.. I guess I'm not used to tonen up to normal people."
"Your missing eye...Did my brothah do that to you?"
"That's in the past."
Private sighed, "Evahyone seems to have it for him. But, u hate him too, right?"
"Because of our hate, we can't rest in peace. But I can save you. We need to get u out of here." He grabbed Private's flipper and pulled him off the bed.
"I can't." Private tugged his fin away. "I have to save Blue!" Private went to run off.
"Don't! Some of the bodies will try to kill you! If u stay here, you'll be killed!"
Private glared, "I can't leave without him."
The male grabbed his flipper again. "Give up on him!"
This got Private angrier, "NO! I'm going to save him! Let go!" Private struggled to tug away.
"Will u listen! He asked me to do this!"
Suddenly a icicle was thrown into the male's chest, he fell away from Private. The younger gasped in shock.
"Private!" Ami padded in, "Are u alright?"
"Ami..."
"Private, why won't u escape?"
"Blue..."
"Leave Blue to me. I will bring him back. Now escape." Ami started to walk away.
"Ami! Bring me with you!"
"If anything happened to you...Blue would mourn..." Ami ran out.
Private huffed then headed to the kitchen, a male pinguïn with brown feathers was sitting at the table. Groaning about his hunger. Private then remembered there was ham on the stove, he tried his best to fry it. Then put it on a plate and walked over to the kid. "Um, u want to eat this?"
"Hmm..Smells like what my mother would make!" The boy swiped the ham and started gobbling it down.
'He didn't eve flinch from the heat...'
"Tastes just like Mom's..." When he finished, he looked at Private. "Thanks! I hadn't eaten anything since I was locked up here!"
"Didn't Ami bring u food?" Private asked, feeling a bit sorry for the kid.
"Not me. I was always unwanted."
"Ohh..."
Then he held a napkin towards Private. "Here."
"A napkin?"
"For giving me good food."
Private smiled slightly. Then the boy disappeared.
"Now to that hidden door I saw!" He went in and the door shut behind him. "W-What?" He walked a bit vooruit, voorwaarts but then he saw a pinguïn with blue feathers, he didn't exactly give off a friendly aura. He gasped as it..floated towards him. OH GOSH, it was a ghost. He rammed into the door trying to get it to open. "OPEN!"
He opened it then raced out. He waited a bit then poked his head in. It was gone, he sighed in relief then went ahead. Razor was standing near two doors.
"Uh...?"
"This area was a little messy so I cleaned up a bit. Just so I remind you, there's a puzzle ahead."
"Uh..Okay?" Private entered both rooms and went to make sure the rooms matched, which included, putting flowers in a vase, moving statues, taking a spear and cutting the King's head off, and turning a picture upside right.
"That was so hard...I think my flippahs hurt.." Private whined but went through the door that opened for him.
He blinked, there was a diary sitting on a stand. "My diary..." He yelped in surprise as it moved further ahead.
"I remembah when I was born. I remembah how I felt. Worthless."
The diary moved again. There was a kinderbedje, wieg and a statue of a crying pinguïn chick on the ground. "Ohh..So I make sure the scene fits." He picked it up and put it in the crib. Then moved to the diary.
"When I was promoted to top, boven Medic, I had gotten into this habit for killing shadow badgahs. My mother gets mad at me all the time. So I just bury the bodies." There was holes in the ground in this room. Private gulped but shakily moved the das, badger statues into the holes. He moved on to the volgende Diary.
"Mothah told me I was almost exactly like Ricky, I..I lost it and stabbed her. I realized how insane I was when I wiped the blood off her face just for the sake to make her look cute."
Private gulped, he thought he would lose his own sanity as he placed a mes in the Blue statue's flipper, and wiped the fallen mage's face with the napkin. He shuddered, now knowing whose diary this was. He moved on to the volgende page.
"I was scared and ran into the dark forest, hypahcute penguins tried to kill me, so I stabbed a few, I grew addicted to seeing pain in penguin's lives."
Private looked around, one of the statues looked much alive. He took out the tube and fired a illusion. He yelped as the head broke and blood splattered on his white feathers. He ran out the door and went down the stairs, he could feel his feet wobbling. He felt faint from the scent on his feathers.
He fell in front of a door. "Got..To..Save..." He fell on his face. "B...lue.."
He opened his eyes to see that male pinguïn who he remembered correctly...HAD NO FLIPPING EYE.
"So you're awake?"
Private sat up, he was in his bed? Thankfully, the male had a bandage on.
"Don't worry, I am your ally."
"What?"
"Sorry I scared u earlier.. I guess I'm not used to tonen up to normal people."
"Your missing eye...Did my brothah do that to you?"
"That's in the past."
Private sighed, "Evahyone seems to have it for him. But, u hate him too, right?"
"Because of our hate, we can't rest in peace. But I can save you. We need to get u out of here." He grabbed Private's flipper and pulled him off the bed.
"I can't." Private tugged his fin away. "I have to save Blue!" Private went to run off.
"Don't! Some of the bodies will try to kill you! If u stay here, you'll be killed!"
Private glared, "I can't leave without him."
The male grabbed his flipper again. "Give up on him!"
This got Private angrier, "NO! I'm going to save him! Let go!" Private struggled to tug away.
"Will u listen! He asked me to do this!"
Suddenly a icicle was thrown into the male's chest, he fell away from Private. The younger gasped in shock.
"Private!" Ami padded in, "Are u alright?"
"Ami..."
"Private, why won't u escape?"
"Blue..."
"Leave Blue to me. I will bring him back. Now escape." Ami started to walk away.
"Ami! Bring me with you!"
"If anything happened to you...Blue would mourn..." Ami ran out.
Private huffed then headed to the kitchen, a male pinguïn with brown feathers was sitting at the table. Groaning about his hunger. Private then remembered there was ham on the stove, he tried his best to fry it. Then put it on a plate and walked over to the kid. "Um, u want to eat this?"
"Hmm..Smells like what my mother would make!" The boy swiped the ham and started gobbling it down.
'He didn't eve flinch from the heat...'
"Tastes just like Mom's..." When he finished, he looked at Private. "Thanks! I hadn't eaten anything since I was locked up here!"
"Didn't Ami bring u food?" Private asked, feeling a bit sorry for the kid.
"Not me. I was always unwanted."
"Ohh..."
Then he held a napkin towards Private. "Here."
"A napkin?"
"For giving me good food."
Private smiled slightly. Then the boy disappeared.
"Now to that hidden door I saw!" He went in and the door shut behind him. "W-What?" He walked a bit vooruit, voorwaarts but then he saw a pinguïn with blue feathers, he didn't exactly give off a friendly aura. He gasped as it..floated towards him. OH GOSH, it was a ghost. He rammed into the door trying to get it to open. "OPEN!"
He opened it then raced out. He waited a bit then poked his head in. It was gone, he sighed in relief then went ahead. Razor was standing near two doors.
"Uh...?"
"This area was a little messy so I cleaned up a bit. Just so I remind you, there's a puzzle ahead."
"Uh..Okay?" Private entered both rooms and went to make sure the rooms matched, which included, putting flowers in a vase, moving statues, taking a spear and cutting the King's head off, and turning a picture upside right.
"That was so hard...I think my flippahs hurt.." Private whined but went through the door that opened for him.
He blinked, there was a diary sitting on a stand. "My diary..." He yelped in surprise as it moved further ahead.
"I remembah when I was born. I remembah how I felt. Worthless."
The diary moved again. There was a kinderbedje, wieg and a statue of a crying pinguïn chick on the ground. "Ohh..So I make sure the scene fits." He picked it up and put it in the crib. Then moved to the diary.
"When I was promoted to top, boven Medic, I had gotten into this habit for killing shadow badgahs. My mother gets mad at me all the time. So I just bury the bodies." There was holes in the ground in this room. Private gulped but shakily moved the das, badger statues into the holes. He moved on to the volgende Diary.
"Mothah told me I was almost exactly like Ricky, I..I lost it and stabbed her. I realized how insane I was when I wiped the blood off her face just for the sake to make her look cute."
Private gulped, he thought he would lose his own sanity as he placed a mes in the Blue statue's flipper, and wiped the fallen mage's face with the napkin. He shuddered, now knowing whose diary this was. He moved on to the volgende page.
"I was scared and ran into the dark forest, hypahcute penguins tried to kill me, so I stabbed a few, I grew addicted to seeing pain in penguin's lives."
Private looked around, one of the statues looked much alive. He took out the tube and fired a illusion. He yelped as the head broke and blood splattered on his white feathers. He ran out the door and went down the stairs, he could feel his feet wobbling. He felt faint from the scent on his feathers.
He fell in front of a door. "Got..To..Save..." He fell on his face. "B...lue.."