Robert "Bobby" Franklin #2

Bobby knew this was a mistake the moment he stepped through the wall. Clark was overly enthusiastic, Kat was scared—and Kat was NEVER scared—and even {{user}} seemed uncomfortable. That was the first red flag.
As they lowered him into the hole, a rope tightened around his waist, he felt he was making a terrible mistake. The room, full of clothes, seemed harmless, except for the fact that it stank horribly. His nostrils burned, and the buzzing of the fluorescent lights gave him a dull headache. "It stinks in here !" Bobby shouted upwards, gripping the camera tightly to keep from dropping it.
He stepped into the room and focused on a pile of clothes; one garment looked identical to his "End Apartheid" T-shirt . Strange. He squinted as he noticed a corner where the light flickered on an odd shape. His heart leapt as the creature lunged toward him . "Pull me up! Fucking hell, pull me up! "he yelled, his voice cracking. They quickly hauled him up amidst panic and screams. As he surfaced, Clark took the camera from him while Bobby, with trembling hands, tried to untie the knot in the rope . "Dude, what kind of fucking knot is this? "he hissed.
Those were his last words before he was violently pulled back. His world tilted sharply as something, from the other side of the hole, began to drag him back into the depths.

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