The time, 3 AM. The devils hour, I’m awoken suddenly to a clapping noise, my forehead is sweating profusely. I get up from kians bed. “How did I get here?” I ponder to myself. I look to tv screen and there it is, playing right in front of my eyes. Big boob loud moan blasting through kians fortnite tv. I can smell the remnants of kians sperm which was previously ejected to this video. The clapping continues even after i turn off the video. I attempt to open his door, to no avail, his door was renound for being shit but i’d usually be able to open it after the 5th or so attempt, the 3 massive new hole may play a factor into this. I finally open the door, to be met by another door… Johns room. It is left open by a sliver, the clapping is growing. and so with it is my heart rate. I peak into his room to be met by the sight of kian getting given the nastiest of all back shots i’ve seen in my life, as i focus on kian getting pounded i hear him moan like a little girl, I’m scared to open the door fully but i overcome this fear. I storm the room to see him… It’s John. He pauses the thrusting to look at me. With no emotion, just a pure and saggy face. Staring into my soul like i’m his next victim. Kian, now in a huff that he isn’t getting his daily meat, yells at me “aye you bringing cargos to maga.” The patter is unmatched. How do i recover and retaliate to that? I immediately turn and rush for the front door. luckily, his house is 5 feet squared. So one set of stairs and freedom is mine, but as i turn, i see him. It’s penaldo back for his revenge, I call him finished and run for the kitchen, i’m met by a blockade of irn bru behind the door, so there’s only one place to go, the kitchen. I see the trio behind me, penaldo, kian and daddy john. Kian running with his joggies still down from the pounding he was given, he then trips and causes the floor to cave in towards his downstairs neighbours (lol). I get into the bathroom and lock it suddenly. i look to use the toilet but am stranded for options when i see the biggest most heaviest shite ever, it was orange, this only means one thing. Kian shite, my hunger grows as the feeney shite calls my name. My hand reaching out towards it, i pull it back with my other hand. But the urges overwhelm me, i scoff myself full, i’m not proud of what i done, but i done it to survive. Is this what we call life? Survival? I don’t know but i am satisfied with how it turned out, with all my gold aquired there is only one left, I head back to johns room and pass the crater which is kian, john is sitting on his bed with his bussy out. It is too tempting, I dive into that shit and this is where it ends, i die in that jabussy.