Skip to main content

Indie game storeFree gamesFun gamesHorror games
Game developmentAssetsComics
SalesBundles
Jobs
TagsGame Engines

"........."

He then walked off the other direction, dragging his foot. It was 11pm...so you couldn't really see anything-

The cold...wind breezed over him...it felt sharp...almost...painful...

He sighed, falling onto the floor. He sat up, looking at his leg.

At this point...his Pants were dark red, and yet...his shirt, Virgo's shirt...soaked up the blood, stopping the bleeding as best as it could...

"Ung..Virgo!"

He yelled out his name, his voice was weak from all the pain he was in.

...No reply...all he could see...was the darkness...and the fog the started to surround him...Cold...S-So...cold...

"Virgo!! Vir..go.."

...Once again...No reply...The sharp...cold wind felt as if his body was being punctured...yet there was an odd...orange light...coming from a distance

"Virgo- help..ple...ase..ung..."

He looked at the light, wanting to move because he thought it was the cops..but all he could do..was sit there..

...And it was not the cops...surprisingly...it was just a warm...ball of light, while dim...it was just so warm...just something...he couldn't let go...