THERE IS DEATH, PISS, AND SHIT
you haven't seen or heard from your friend in days. you've been worried about them despite not being very close. and now you're in a strange white void kinda place. how you got here, you can't recall. you can't even remember what you were doing before you got here.
wait, what's that in the distance? it looks like another person. something yellow seems to be leaking from their face. is it piss or something?
you walk forward a bit to get a closer look. they're looking at you. their eyes are yellow and seeping a yellow liquid. they're just limply standing there with a dead expression.
here they come!!!
you easily sweep their legs, making them fall. but they don't give up easily. you two struggle and attack each other for a bit.
while doing so, you notice that they look an awful lot like your friend.
you pin them to the ground and try talking to them. they don't respond and try freeing themself from your clutches.
they spit hot piss into your face, causing you to fall back. they grab ahold of you and rub their pissy face all over yours, drowning you in the yellow liquid.
you're now a piss zombie just like your old friend. how unfortunate.
you run away. you run for miles, but they're still chasing you.
a giant box with a door appears from the fog. you feel relieved and pick up the pace.
you close the door behind you and lock it. the chaser scratches at the door but can't get in. you look around. it's a shitty bathroom.
you sit on the toilet. but before you can piss, the toilet fills with piss orbs
you're surround by them. they're drowning you in themselves. this is the end.
you look in the mirror. you look as cool as ever. but not as cool as a certain red stick figure.
