4 Chapter 4: Second Nigh (1/2)
I woke up early in the morningyawning heavily before climbing down the tree, I wanted to continue exploring the woods however I had no means to defend myself.
After encountering that crazy goblin yesterday it dawned on me that I couldn't just go around willy nilly with my thumb up my ass.
Who knows what other crazy bastards I could run into, I was a thin green midget without any fighting skills or real combat experience.
Before my time in the dark room I never had need to learn how to fight and up until now i've been relying on dumb luck and just going with the flow.
If that crazy goblin from yesterday had a knife I would have been gutted I sat down by the river drinking the salty water contemplating what to do.
Those two goblin guards had spear's made from sticks and rocks but given my current upper body strength and lack of experience with one.
It would be nothing more than a glorified pointy stick in my hands.
I am confident in my pitching abilities but throwing rocks wont work against a large group or someone tough.
The only kind of weapon I could use was a slingshot but it's not like there's a toy store right around the corner, I'm in the middle of the fucking woods.
A stick wouldn't really work unless it was bat since it would break the moment I swung at someone.
Suddenly the blue screen appeared before me.
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[X]
Crafting Options Available : Stone Macuahuitl
Yes / No
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Jack: (” Machu-Ah-Hooty?, isn't that some kind of Mexican goat vampire or something?”)
Chuck: ”That's a Chupacabra dummy, aMacuahuitl is a flat wooden club with blades around it.”
Jack: (”Chuck since when did you speak Spanish? How do I say ”Yes” in Spanish?”)
Chuck facepalmed his face with his small stuffed bear paws before replying to Jack.
Chuck: ”Jack buddy look we don't have much time hurry up and click yes.”
Jack: (”Much time? What are you talking about? What's the rush were the only ones here.”)
???? : ”ROOOOOOOOOOAAAARRR!!!”
I stood up from shock I looked towards the direction of that loud roar and there was a small speck of a figure way down below the river slowly growing bigger as it approached.
Jack: (”Chuck! What the Fuck is that!? Chuck? Chuck?”)
I looked around and scanned around to look for chuck who was nowhere to be seen.
Jack: (”Seriously Chuck you pick now to disappear!?”)
Jack was shitting bricks as the roaring beast was fast approaching him at great speed that speak soon turned into a threatening .
It looked like mutated blue bear with three large yellow eyes with large fangs and a long blue bushy tail.
Jack clicked yes on the blue screen and began to run the opposite direction he wasn't stupid enough to climb up a tree since he knew if a regular old bear from his part of the country could climb a tree.
Than this sure as shit beefed up blue demon bear could as well.
His legs were too short no matter how hard or fast he ran he couldn't create enough distance to outrun it.
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[X]
Stone Macuahuitl
Material required:
Lumber of Wood
Large Stone Rock
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Okay but what do I do with it?
How do I make it?
Do I even have the time do that right now?
And even if I did what am I supposed to do with a vampire goat?
I heard Chucks voice echo in my head with an irritated tone before fading away again
Chuck: ”That's a Chupacabra!”
What is he all mad about I'm the one being chased by Goldilocks worst fucking nightmare and it's not like I can speak Spanish either.
For a few seconds the fear of being pursued by a mad beast was overwritten by Jack's curiosity of how or when did Chuck learn Spanish.
That curiosity was quickly forgotten when another deafening roar was heard even closer than the one before now.
Jack was running out of time and out of breathe, fuck fuck fuck this is bad I'm so Fucked!
Jack looked around frantically to find something anything that could get him out of this situation.
I had picked up a few rocks along the way to throw them at him but given that things size they were virtually useless.
In all honesty I had only picked them up to have at least a small sense of false comfort.
I began to slow down as my panting grew louder I came to a total stop and leaned by a tree my legs were almost completely numb my throat was dry and stung with pain at every breathe.
And my lungs felt like they were on fire, I was close to collapsing that bear thing was only picking up speed and getting closer and closer by the second by now I could see him clearly across the horizon of the trees.
It wouldn't even take a minute more before he gets me and turns me into minced goblin meat.
Left with no other choice I forced my aching body to climb up the tree scrambling up to the top both my hands were covered with splinters by the time I reached to the top.
I sat there in anticipation for the inevitable grizzly death that would follow when that freak of nature would arrive.
Clutching the rocks in my hands so tightly out of fear that the rougher parts of the rocks caused my hands to ooze out blood.
When it arrived at the tree it looked up at me and bared its fangs and gave off another roar it was at this point that I peed myself.
Some of the pee landed on the bears face and it became even more infuriated and began to madly slam its body against the tree.
In an attempt to either shake me off it or just bring down the whole thing down.
I started to throw the stones I had, aiming for its eyes and face.
I had grabbed about five of them the first two hit his head but bounced off.
However the third one hit its third eye in the middle blinding it by lodging itself in as blood flowed out.
It roared in pain seeing how effective that was I had two stones left and my hope was to completely blind it so that I could make a run for it by hitting its other eyes.
I hurled the fourth rock at its right eye but it moved and crushed its nose.
A satisfying squishy noise came from its nose being pulverized causing the bear to flinch and foam at the mouth as it was practically dry humping the tree to death at this point to get me off it.
The tree was shaking so violently that I was amazed it was still standing.
I had one last shot left and I knew the chances were unlikely of me getting out of this alive hell it be a miracle if I got out this with most of my pieces intact.
But if I had to die I would at least make this blue fuck work for it with confidence and the resolve to see this through I yelled out.
Jack: ” Giii Giii GIii!” / ”I Eat Poop!”