>>795241Damn, I really stumbled while piecing together this plot—even as an outline, writing is tough!
God I fucking hate ordering scenes correctly. (this content violates our usage policies) screw you.
"The scream came from this room!"
They burst through the door and are met with a grisly sight—Cates, her arms savagely torn off, lies limp while Max clings to her neck like a predator.
"Who is that?"
Without a word, Max lets her fall to the ground, her body collapsing like a sack of stones. He stands tall, his sunglasses reflecting the stunned group in fractured light, his gaze cold and unfathomable, like some eldritch entity. A low, otherworldly growl rumbles through the room, accompanied by the distant sound of a beating heart.
"Well, it's about time..."
"Oh, it's just a fancier version of Max. Grab him!"
But when they attempt to move, they find themselves rooted to the spot, frozen in place. An unseen weight presses down on them, rendering them powerless, their bodies locked in place, stunned and helpless.
"Ooh, little maid, oh little maid... come to me, little maid," Max murmurs, his voice dripping with menace, an eerie lullaby that chills them to their core.
The painted white haired clone who helped them previously escape is coming to the black suited Max absent-mindedly.
"Him, right?"
The sunglasses reflect Wendy's expression of horror
"Well my dear, you can't have just one side, you must accept all of them or none"
he looks like he's moving away from him before he crushes him to a bloody pulp, all the blood splattering over the group.
The scene reverses a few times.
"What, are we reliving the same scene?
