Nix groaned to herself, kicking a stone as she looked up at the sky to see if she could see the flag. She would climb a tree, but they seemed unclimbable and she feared heights. Then again, she feared the psycho more at the moment.
rolled 1d20 and got 9
Pulling up on one of the trees the branch broke and she caught herself, the lower branches were extremely weak and the higher branches were thick and leafy, an unhelpful combination at the moment.
She flinched, telling herself not to look down as she slowly continued to climb, moving quickly on the lower branches, then moving slowly and carefully on the thick ones. When she reached a certain point, she spotted the flag pole in the south, where her campsite was and the man with the chainsaw. She whined, leaning against the tree as her legs shook. "Just my luck. If my luck is going so well, perhaps the maniac is below me, getting ready to saw the tree down..." She whispered, slowly and fearfully making her way down.
rolled 1d20 and got 1
The branch snapped above her causing her to plummet downward shattering her spine on a root that was sticking out of the ground. As she gasped and tried to move the lower have of her body but nothing seemed to be working!!! Her legs were dead... But that wasn't the only problem, deep breathing and foot steps could be heard in the black air behind her, turning her head as the shock began to blur her vision, there he was! The chainsaw man with the burlap sack over his head, reaching down for her with his free hand! Nix blacked out, awakening hours later on a bed in the Rangers station! The two rangers was laying dead, cut into by a chainsaw... He wasn't here, not at the moment, if she was gonna try to escape now was the time but without use of her legs and no where chair insight how would she find her escape?????
(-1 Mod)
(-1 Mod)
Nix cried out, her hands pulling her weak body out of the bed and onto the floor. She dragged herself to the bodies of the Rangers. She held her breath as she searched their corpses, almost gagging as she avoided eye contact from their dead glaze. After she searched one, she dragged herself to the other when she found what she was looking for! The keys to one of their vehicle!
She placed them in her hoodie, before trying to crawl to the door. But she stopped seeing the landline! What seemed like forever, she quickly moved towards it, using a cane to knock it down to her level before pulling it close to her, dialing the police or any kind of help and prayed someone would pick up.
(-1 For got that!)
She placed them in her hoodie, before trying to crawl to the door. But she stopped seeing the landline! What seemed like forever, she quickly moved towards it, using a cane to knock it down to her level before pulling it close to her, dialing the police or any kind of help and prayed someone would pick up.
(-1 For got that!)
rolled 1d20 and got 20
The line was quiet, no dial tone... Someone had cut the line, most likely the same thing that lit her camp a blaze and forced her to do what she did to herself! There was still the key however, moving away from the phone she saw two jeeps outside. Would she dare try to drive with no movement in her lower half? Or stay here and wait for the man to return??
The young woman growled in frustration before throwing the phone away. She then started to crawl to the jeeps, trying to move as quickly as she could and trying to force herself to keep going. When she finally made it to the side of a jeep, she stopped and leaned against it for a small break, gasping leaving her as she looked around for danger. She then leaned up as high as she could, manging to open the passenger side door with some trouble before trying to pull herself in as hard as she could.
rolled 1d20 and got a natural 18. After the modifier of -1, got 17
Getting inside the vehicle was the easy part, as the key turned the head lights turned on showing the man! Pulling the cord on the chainsaw he revved the death machine as he shook it in the air! All she could do now was throw it in drive or reverse and move her dead legs against the gas pedal, unless she wanted to try crawling out? But as she tried to make her decision he began walking towards her slowly the sound of the chainsaw all she could hear!
Nix gasped and moved her legs onto the pedals. The car suddenly jerked forward towards the man at top speed as one of her dead feet layed ontop of the gas.
rolled 1d20 and got 4
The man did not dice out of the way but instead, before the car could get past about fifteen miles per hour, he slammed his chainsaw through the front grill of the car stopping the vehicle! She could either get out now or try to put it in reverse! The only thing was... How far could a car get after a chainsaw put thought it? There was another option of course but it was the most risky! The keys she had taken had five keys on it, two were car keys! If she could get out and make it to the other Jeep before the man could pull his weapon out maybe just maybe she could escape!
Nix cursed loudly as she pulled the keys out, opening the door and fell out before pushing herself to the other jeeps. She managed to drag herself to the side of one and struggled to open the door and too jump in. When she did, she locked the doors quickly before shakily trying to crank the car as fast as she could.
rolled 1d20 and got a natural 16. After the modifier of -1, got 15
As she pulled the door of this new car closed the murderer pulled his weapon free, making his way over she got the vehicle in drive and pulled her foot onto the pedal racing into the woods on a gravel road!
(-2 Mod for driving without legs.)
(-2 Mod for driving without legs.)
She screamed as the car raced into the the woods. She prayed that she was on the right path or she could control the racing car. She took a shaky breath, trying to calm down as the murderer faded away from the car
rolled 1d20 and got a natural 18. After the modifier of -2, got 16
The man faded into the darkness as the red of the tail lights glowed off the back of the car, the ride was bumpy and the car got to close to a tree, luckily it only took off the left side mirror. As for where she was going many paths were approaching the first was a four way gravel road intersection, but she didn't have time to stop and take the time to decide!
(-1 Mod, Nix is getting better at driving.)
(-1 Mod, Nix is getting better at driving.)
Nix turned the car down the first path, one of her hands pulling the seatbelt over her to make sure she wouldn't go head first through the windshield if she wrecked. She turned on the headlights, and searched for a hamradio or something that might help her.
rolled 1d20 and got a natural 16. After the modifier of -1, got 15
The "ham" radio was on a late night cooking show offering new and interesting ways to season your favorite pork dishes. Irrelevantly her car approuched a shack next to the lake, it had been the wrong way but slowing the car down at least she didn't dive the vehicle into the water.
(If you get out its a -1 to crawl or if you stay in the car it is a +0 to drive. You got the hang of how to work the pedals as a cripple!)
(If you get out its a -1 to crawl or if you stay in the car it is a +0 to drive. You got the hang of how to work the pedals as a cripple!)
The woman slowed the car slightly, her eyes looking towards the shack as she rolled down the window. She stopped for a second, listening for anything before opening her mouth. "Hello?! Is anyone there?! I-I need help! Please"
rolled 1d20 and got 2
No noise was heard but her limp foot fell off the break, and the car began to roll toward the water! The car began to roll into the lake and fill with water, she had to unbuckle and swim out but the latch on the buckle was stuck! Was she about to drown??
(-2, one to unlock the seat belt and one to swim.)
(-2, one to unlock the seat belt and one to swim.)
Nix yelped, her fingers clawing at the seatbelt franticly. After a minute, it released and she was free, sort of. She then gripped the sides of the window she had just opened before forcing herself to pull out then push herself towards the shore
rolled 1d20 and got a natural 3. After the modifier of -2, got 1
Her foot got caught on the seat belt and the car dragged her down to the depths of the lake... Bubbles representing your last breathe floated to the top as Burlap the Chainsaw killer stood at the shores edge laughing, "mwahahahaha, *cough, cough* MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
((Credits roll, at the end of the credits we see a writer in a bath tub. Not a travel guide writer but a horror novel writer... Her best selling novel "Dread" had been a horrible failure and as the writer went under the water the bubbles of her last breath rose to the surface!!! THE END........))
((Credits roll, at the end of the credits we see a writer in a bath tub. Not a travel guide writer but a horror novel writer... Her best selling novel "Dread" had been a horrible failure and as the writer went under the water the bubbles of her last breath rose to the surface!!! THE END........))
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