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Glenn Tribal @Tribal

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MM, Chapter 15 Doubtfully a doubtful doubt!

Posted by Tribal - August 23rd, 2007


Here you are you ungrateful pieces of shit!

Chapter 15 - A dream in doubt

It took merely a few seconds before i started hearing a pair of shoes shuffling over the floor quietly, so i run towards the brown oak closet that's right next to the door and step right next to it. The large doors open and Jenna comes out (Jihad's mother) She looks around her to see where i am because i'm not in the bed where i used to be. With her arm half raised, a silver plateau in it with a bowl of hot noodles or soup... I move my eyes around violently, looking for something i can defend myself with, keeping in mind the doubt wether i should even use it because... This is just an innocent woman! Still kind of a bit strange though... As soon as my right hand gets in touch with something, it makes a fist nearly automatically. It's an umbrella... Oh, great! Well at least it has a sharp point, and could give a minor hit because the middle bar is made out of iron. I dare to take a step, a drop of sweat crawling and slipping down from my forehead, up to my right cheak tickles my sences. My eye twinches... The little drop of sweat falls down and eventually hits the ground. My roll up; directly towards Jenna's face as she turns around swiftly. I'm kind of startled as the sharp look on her eyes nearly nails me into the ground, making my eyes almost tear.

I grab all the bits of courage that i have inside me to murder an innocent woman, i make my fist push harder and veins start to become visible on my hand as i throw the umbrella in the direction of Jenna's face. Unexpectedly the umbrella "changes course" and hits the bowl of soup, spiking it on the side and pushing it forward as it would nail itself on the wall on the other side of the room... shattering it to sharp pieces. "Look out! You almost hit me with that thing! Are you crazy or..." "..." i couldn't bring up any word on my lips and my face is starting to get a little red for what i have done. "Oh, i'm sorry" She sais. "You must still be upset! Well why don't you lay back on the bed and i will give you your medcine." she impies. " But... i don't need a -" "Tut tut tut! You will drink your medicine, it's good for you!" She pushes me down on the bed violently and i barely have the time to pull the cover over me as she aready puts the bowl onto my lips. The steaming hot, thick, green and slimey liquid off wich i've never know it ever even existed, nearly burns my uvula as it slides down my throat. Jenna's hands hold the bowl and my head forcefully tight... "Had..." "Ha..." - "Had a bad dream there did ya?" AAH! I raised up in the bed, leaning on my elbows. That was... Jihad's voice. It's night, and a pretty dark one too. The curtains of the large window are waving as if it was open, but it isn't.

There, another odd thing. "I'll take care of it!" i think, but a bit too loud. I put my hands on the side of the bed and get up. I jump and throw a quick look over my body. "What's happening to me?... What is this place?" I step towards the window to pull the curtains over eachother so they don't catch much "wind" anymore. As i layed my right hand on the left curtain to pull it over, lightning struck in the garden. Footsteps again!... I quickly released the curtain and as what could be concidered as being a spasm, i quickly ran and crawled under the bed, in the fear that whoever was approaching couldn't find me. The door opened slowly, the creeping sound of the door's articulations hunted fear under my skin. I heard a female sounding voice... "Where are you?... There's no point in hiding!" Thunder was crackling and crawling down the sky; probebly to tear another tree or house apart. "SHOW YOURSELF!" yelled the voice. The dull waves of her voice frightened me as the thunder struck loudly on the roof, or so it seemed. "COME TO ME!!" This was certainly not a friendly woman. ...The sharply pointed umbrella! It was right next to me. I grabbed it, for i didn't realise that part of it came out from under the bed. "A- HA!" She screeched. That last bit kind of hurt my ears though, so i pulled my body back a bit. Opening my eyes after being alarmed by the screeching sound of her voice made me see a sharp knife stabbing through the bed! My eyes opened immediately, it felt like it was even an inch! But my shoulders were really shivering in fear when i noticed just those few hairs of mine, tumbling from my head down on the floor.

MM, Chapter 15 Doubtfully a doubtful doubt!


Comments

Awesome. Can't wait for rest of it.

Yay! :D

Your Name sounds like a Spyware Cookie.

Slowpoke is slow.

America is #1

Making Europe #0

my dick is throbbing for you

Explain no further!

snazzy story. I like.

Thanks, greatly appreciated.

Echt weer een belg :P

NOWAI

New post time.

Yeah, sorry. I should really start working on this story again

NICE story thar.

lulz thanketh

woohoo, Belgen op Newgrounds

ORLY

what the hell does tribalfusion mean. As in like, the pop up ads? this perplexes me

Yes, that's exactly what it means.
Any other witty remarks or gay questions?