Angel Jon, 9th version
Wow, nine of these? Neat. It's been a minute but I have returned!
So anyways. Martin started exploring the tunnels for the first time. He was trying to find the room where Gertrude was found, but instead he found food wrappers.
As he was trying to find his way out, he heard some sobbing and found, Jon?
The man was curled into a ball on the hard floor, gripping his head and crying. His voice came out in a mess of inhuman gargles and the words that did come out were weird. It sounded weirdly like praying, but out of order and distorted.
He reaches out to comfort him, or maybe just because he was curious what happened, but then something strange happens. Jon's form distorts and tears, skin sliding offto reveal a bright light. Soon enough a giant ball of light and eyes is hovering over the now totally torn apart body of Jon, a pile of sinew and organs.
What was Martin supposed to do? He screamed and tried to flee, his eyes burning the longer he looked.
But then that Thing that killed Jon let out a screech and grabbed him, burning his arm where skin touched light. Martin waited from the pain and terror
He woke up back at his desk, not remembering anything except a blur of screeching and light. He shifts and feels a pain in his arm. He looks down.
A burn scar stretched across his arm.
Sorry, that was a tad indulgent. But yeah, Jon does not handle the tunnels well. Have a nice day and thanks for reading!













