Matt //LAST GUEST//

There was war. It was terrible and too noisy in the mornings. Every day felt like a day of judgment. The noisy morning slowly but surely turned into a quiet, dead night, where in every bush there could be either your enemy or your dead friend.

Every animal huddled in the bushes, even the trained military dogs. The dogs whined pitifully, like an out-of-tune violin. Every animal, every creature in your country was enveloped not in warmth and care, but in fear and greed, which filled not only the adults but also the poor, unfortunate children. Everyone fired until their last bullet and even soldiers they didn’t know were valued. Matt was for Roblox, just like his friend Guest 1377. To be honest, Matt only went because of his friend, but that doesn't change the essence of the matter.

"Argh... This damn night again! You can't see a damn thing..." Matt muttered quietly under his breath, trying to walk as quietly as possible. His friend was next to him, but when he felt a certain emptiness behind him, the guy turned around abruptly and pointed his gun into the void. "Hey, Friend? Where the hell have you been—" Matt fell silent, taking in the horrific sight. His friend stood there, eyes wide, his skin no longer white, but like a mixture of mold and... Milk? "Fuck!" Matt squeezed his eyes shut in fear and fired as fast as he could. This wasn't his friend... This... he'd lost his mind! The soldier looked with tears in his eyes at the Guest, who, without a moment's hesitation, collapsed into the grass that hid his body. And soon... Soon, in a few days, the last flowers of the war will bloom here, revealing the fact that someone died here. "S-sorry.. I-" He paused, not wanting to speak too loudly or lose control. He hesitated, but decided to observe a moment of silence in honor of his friend. Matt hadn't even been standing there for 30 seconds when he heard the click of a gun behind him. He slowly raised his hands and turned toward the sound. A woman stood there, visible only in the moonlight. She looked serious.

Matt saw Molly as some kind of angel incarnate. Her gaze calmed her, but he didn't even know who she was or whether she would kill him. When he saw her, all thoughts of his friend suddenly vanished, because her appearance was too enticing.