So I went into O'briens and rather quickly noticed that everyone there except one woman and three or so guys in the corner were servants of the fears. There were 2 guys with strings in them sitting with a rather normal looking guy. I'm assuming two dolls and and a willing. The place was crawling with Proxies I assume everyone else there was some kind of servant I didn't recognize.
There were also three guys with the triangle symbol trying very hard to look inconspicuous as they stole glances at the human woman. I now know that the triangle symbol signifies The Angel. I quickly ducked into a booth against the wall so as not to be noticed by them.
I wasn't sure if I was among friends or enemies. I was technically a servant but quite a few of the fears including the one I was serving wanted me dead. So I wasn't sure how other servants would react to me. I knew The Angel followers wanted me dead though. I stayed seated and merely watched. At exactly 12:00 one of the proxies got up and walked over to the three human males. He said something and they visibly stiffened. They started to get up but in a single movement the proxy produced a knife and stabbed one in the throat. He turned to the other two but the willing doll produced two knives of his own and threw them hitting both the men in the forehead before the proxy could strike. The proxy turned and argued with The Willing Doll who just laughed at him. The woman was screaming and ran for the exit but was grabbed by The Angel guys and pulled struggling and screaming into the bars bathroom. They didn't come back out for a few hours. The woman never came back out. I watched all this with a cold detachment.
One of the proxies noticed me and sneered. "Heh look at that. This little girl over here. She sees a couple of her friends get murdered and brutalized and doesn't even react. What a cold little girl," He pulled a knife and came towards me "it's your turn now little girl." Apparently he thought I was also just a human. He learned pretty quickly that I wasn't. He grabbed me by the arm and spun me around. I instantly reached up and grabbed his face. He cried out and tried to pull back but I held him until he fell to the ground. The willing doll just chuckled but the others were all staring at me with shock. I wasn't sure why. I can't be the only servant of the boy they'd seen. The Angel's followers recovered first and one cried out. "It's her! It's the one we were told about!" One of the others looked at him then looked back at me. He pulled a gun and I merely watched him. I don't know why. I guess I somehow knew I wasn't going to die here. I had felt safe the whole time despite everything I knew and felt while there. It was at this point I realized why. One of my guardian angels was still watching me. A hand reached from behind the man and grabbed the gun from his hand in one quick movement and turned it firing into his chin. The body fell to the side revealing The Muffin Man standing there. The other two immediately backed away from him and The willing Doll jumped off his seat and quickly fled the bar. His followers ran as well and everyone else in the bar showed an immediate intense interest in their tables or drinks. The Muffin Man grabbed one of the Angel's followers by the neck and pulled him close just ignoring the other one. "Were you three about to hurt my little friend here?" He asked calmly.
The man shook his head wildly.
"I think you're lying." The Muffin Man said and promptly grabbed a nearby beer bottle and shoved it into the man's left eye. The man screamed in pain and raised a hand to pull it out but The Muffin Man stopped him. "Let me" He grabbed it and twisted it before pulling it down sharply. It broke in the man's eye socket and glass flew out. He then stabbed the broken bottle into the other eye. By now the other angel follower had run out. "Sorry I think I might have made it a bit worse..." The Muffin Man said in a voice that almost sounded like genuine regret. The man was screaming and thrashing loudly. "Hey friend you seem to have something in your eye." The Muffin Man stated. He was obviously enjoying his little jokes. The man reached up and pulled the bottle bottom out but couldn't remove the glass shards embedded in the socket of his other eye. Instead he merely scratched uselessly against it. He was probably crying but his tears were hidden by the blood running out of his ruined eye sockets. He seemed to be mad with pain. I told the muffin man to kill him. I couldn't stand it. The Muffin Man turned to me and spoke. "If you want him dead you do it. I'd rather leave him like this," He then simply dropped him to the ground and stepped back. The man curled into a ball still scratching uselessly at his ruined eye. "So you coming?" The Muffin Man asked me.
"Where?" I asked still staring transfixed at the suffering creature.
"To meet your best friend in the world"
"What?"
"You'll see" He says and chuckles. I followed him as I walked out not really sure what else to do.
I don't know what's going on anymore.
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