#ceyanayy

Wh-

--Gordon doesn’t get time to finish his response. The nightmares are back up off the ground, and the Nightmare Goat charged right towards Gordon, no skipping a beat, ramming right into his side. He falls back against the box, before crumpling to the ground, groaning. The Goat runs back to stand by the other nightmares.--

--Benrey is shocked into silence.--

--Banging can be heard from inside the box. Within the prison, Tommy is pounding a hand against the surface.--

M-mister Freeman?? Is, is everything alright out there?

Gonna speedrun these losers defeat watch this

--Benrey hits the Nightmare he kicked in the shins with a roundhouse kick to the stomach. The Nightmare drops to the ground, making an odd gurgling noise.--

--You decide to dart around the Nightmares to try and throw them off. It seems to work! The Nightmares that aren’t stuck in the limb pile try desperately to get a good hit on you, but the only thing they manage to do is make themselves dizzy. The few remaining Nightmares slip to the ground in a cartoony manner, swirls in their eyes. Do you WANT TO:

OPTION A: Scribble on their faces using permanent markers

OR

OPTION B: Taunt the Nightmares--

Alright, hopefully this’ll work.

--Gordon reaches into his hair, pulling out more sand. He weaves it together and a baseball bat falls into his hands. He takes a few steps back.--

Batter up!

--He charges at the box, whacking it with all his strength. It barely makes a dent and Gordon just gets bounced back, falling onto the ground and dropping the bat.--

Okay that didn’t work

Yes, we should certainly go do that! As heartwarming as friendship is, there are more dire matters at hand here, folks! 

Oh shit, yeah. 

Alright everyone, let’s get moving!

Time to be some knights in shining armor I guess

Guys, I don’t think you’re grasping the context of the situation here. We fling you guys, and then you’re free food for the Nightmares. 

As a matter of fact, I’m still not on board with the slingshot idea.