The Monsters are my Friends

Thing

There's nothing here.

I can hear you.

...

I- I'm not afraid of you..

I know you're here.

Somewhere.

Please come out..

I'm lonely

...

you are so f̢͙̈́̒̒͟uc̗̥͌̊́͟k̢͖̞̾͊̕in̠̮͙͑̇͠g͕̝̀̃ pathetic

what, you think some random NPC is gonna come save you?

no one's here, i***t.

this is the end.

"Y-You're not like the other ones..."    A voice whimpered amongst the dark.

I feel like it doesn't want to.. speak..

"W-who are you?"  

"W-who are You?"  It's scared. I can hear a faint buzzing. 

...

"I'm Marv...."               You're not Marvin.              

Who are you?

"H-Hi.. Marv...."

Hi.

You don't know who you're talking to

"I'm actually-"

You didn't say hi

"I did...  I-"

You're saying that out loud

"But-"

You're making a fool out of yourself

"A-Are you ok?"

Everyone you talk to H̷͓̪̐̒Ā̵̲͊T̸̛̼͗̒Ë̴̛͓̖͉Ṡ̷̖ you.

"I'm- I'm fine."

You're insufferable.

"I'm just.."

Look at this loser.

Can't even talk right.

This is why you don't have friends. 

You'd be better off not speaking. 

Why would you?

They don't know you.

They don't know anything about you.

"Y-You're scaring me."

...

"Sorry. I'm- ...  I'm weird."

...

"T-That's great then.."

"Why would that be?"

"I-It means you're not one of the scary ones.."

"What?"

The slight crackling grows intense.

    The creature moves closer. I can feel it.

It's presence is becoming sinister.

    The slight crackling turns into static.

The creature towers over. I can see it.

    It's presence is terrifying.

"They killed my friends."

...

GO