Rake is outside screaming in rage and pain, Matt and Lya have out the big guns, Slender is pissed to hell, the big kids have wedged something against the doors to keep me in
And ///It/// is outside right now.
Fuck all of this. Whatever happens now I am fucking SICK of this wannabe prickstain. I'm going downstairs to get a knife and so help me God something will break, be it the door, whatevers blocking it, or my shoulder.
Peace out bitches. Here's hoping we're all still here tomorrow.