Description: this is a fart fetish story. This chapter has a psychological horror vibe, also most of this chapter has a sinister tone.
The flight began, it was relatively calm as the airplane departed. We could see our city from above, and as we were flying higher, our excitement grew. I was a bit anxious about the dangers of Procedural Springs, but eventually got calmer as I realized it's safe because of the official alerts. For example, the city has speakers that alert us if a storm is coming or if dangerous beasts are entering the city so it should be pretty safe. I don't want my anxiety to ruin our holiday, anyway. We must have fun. I'm getting bored so I read a book called "The List of Evil", wow it's so depressing and disturbing but I still read it to know what will happen next. Looks like it's set in a fictional dystopian planet called "Earth". Every country in it has something wrong. Let me explain the story to you: basically, it starts with telling the story of a lonely girl in a "communist" tropical island where you basically cannot say anything against the government nor complain. That's so bad. The second part is set in a different country, to the north of the tropical island. Here, like in the rest of this planet, "psychiatrists" plague the world. Psychiatrists are the main antagonists of this book. They basically force other people to swallow chemical substances that make them feel horrible for the rest of their lives. Had such a thing happened in Sunshine Land, it would have been the apocalypse, but luckily, this is just dark fiction and these so-called "psychiatrists" don't exist. The third part talks about a person who wants a girl to fart on his face but can't find any because of the narrow-mindedness of earthlings. I can relate to this. I still have to read the second chapter but I'll do it during this flight. This book has a total of 10 chapters and I wonder if everything will go well, but probably not, as this is dark fiction. I've spent 2 coins on this book and I don't regret it the slightest bit. Reading feels really good because you're living awesome adventures. I have read at least one hundred books and I've felt so many emotions I could feel them. You will probably get bored if you don't ready any story so you should do it, because it's good for the mind. Anyway, things now are going to be interesting, but I'm currently waiting 6 hours to arrive to Procedural Springs, and only 22 minutes have passed therefore I'm so bored. I don't know what to do, should I read the second chapter of "The List of Evil" to spend some time? Hell yeah!
...
So, I have read it, and basically it tells the story of a lonely guy who is used being lonely but then he gets desperate and he stops feeling any emotion, getting better at school but making his sister very sad because of the fact he's emotionless. His sister watches a show about a farting girl who goes at school and farts on bullies' faces to punish them. Such a good story isn't it? But a world like that wouldn't be realistic, citizens will protest so bad things wouldn't happen. Here I stop reading, and I'll read the rest in the next weeks.
"Do you want to read this book?", I asked to Ellie.
"What is that?", she asked.
"A dystopian novel", I said.
"Cool, I'll take a look if you don't mind", she said, smiling and ready to take the book.
Now she's reading it and I hope she's gonna like it. In the meanwhile, I'm getting bored and I don't know what to do anymore, although I have to admit sometimes I'm looking at the book to see how far she went reading, and I'll probably giggle internally when she reaches the farting scenes of the first chapter. I sigh in sign of boredom and cross my arms and place them on my chest. This boredom is surely something that cannot be avoided as I have no other books here. I wish I had brought "Chemical Bitterness and Yulia the Skunk Girl" with me: that novel is a pure classic that is always worth a read, no matter how many times you have read it. It still gives me so many emotions but perhaps it's just me being nostalgic, even though I do indeed think that the old stories from a few years ago are better than the boring unemotional books they are releasing lately. The books now lack soul. Of course, not every book that is released this month is bad, it's just that my feelings towards the old stories are stronger and make me feel so nostalgic about the past I almost cry. Such good memories those stories give me. The same happens for cartoons and videogames: the ones I played and saw years ago feel better to me than the ones I'm reading now, but perhaps it's only due to my personality, because I like to think about the past a lot. Now, I like some of the books that have been released this month, but they don't feel the same to me. Videogames are the same thing, even cartoons. When I play the first chapters of Frozen Quest, happy memories of my childhood come back to my mind. I look at the book Ellie is reading and she's already at the second chapter. Good enough.
I'm so bored and only 2 hours have passed since the flight departed. I sleep a little, but the flight turbulence routinely wakes me up, annoying me and reminding me how bored I am. I don't have anything else to do and Ellie's still at chapter 6 of "The List of Evil". I wonder what that chapter is about, so I take small peeks at random lines and it looks like it's set in another communist country, probably the worst communist country on Earth, where people are enslaved and starving. Sure, it's a depressing book, but we should be happy that Earth doesn't exist and that it's just a fantasy of the author. The Sunshine Land will never be like this, ever. I'm glad God is so merciful to us, even though I've lived an incomplete life til now, it's not its fault, rather the behaviour of humans is quite bizarre. Why are my tastes considered weird? I don't understand humans, for they're too rooted in their own traditions to have a grasp of something new and fresh such as me, but I'm glad I'm probably not the only one who thinks that way. We are ten billions people in our planet, sure as death there is someone other than me who likes what I like doing with Ellie, I just have to find them. I'd like to ask a question about this on Askerboat but I fear people will laugh at me, and sure I would feel humiliated even if the question was asked anonymously. There is someone who likes to do it on "The List of Evil" but it's just fiction, I wonder what the author thinks about face-farting and whether he likes it or not, and whether he has ever experienced it or not. These are just questions I'll never get an answer to, but I don't care: as long as there's one person (i.e. me) in our planet who likes it, it means this taste is possible and valid, and I shouldn't care about what other people think, because tastes are not a matter of debate. Thinking deeply about things, another hour has passed, for a total of 3 hours. 3 hours left to land on Procedural Springs Airport. Ellie's reading chapter 7 now. She's almost finished reading this novel but I'm too lazy to read it in one session so I take myself some time. I love reading but it has been month that my reading time has been reduced, because I was feeling frustrated by the lack of that kind of olfactory stimulation that I really like, but now that I have precisely what I want, I can read a lot again. I like reading a bit of any genre, but I especially like really long novels with a wide selection of characters, and the novel should tell the personal life of the characters. I also like when they travel, and ironically, I should indeed enjoy this moment as I'm right now travelling, but Procedural Springs isn't exactly known for being a touristic location, but we're going anyway to experience something utterly exotic, something unique not found anywhere else on our planet. I've heard there's a lake of liquid nitrogen nearby that, depending on where the wind blows, it can cause severely cold weather, snowstorms and intense wind gusts. Honestly, I'm thinking so much without stopping not for a second during these hours so I'm having a headache but it looks like I can't stop thinking as the voice in my head is too fast and I can't block it. I surely need to sleep a little bit but still 40 minutes left to arrive to Procedural Springs and I'm getting nauseous because of this huge brick of thoughts that is as heavy as a mountain. I need to calm down. I breathe slowly but the thoughts won't stop, and I finally give in to the fact the human brain thinks constantly and doesn't even stop when the owner sleeps, but if it's normal, then why am I feeling sick? Perhaps the reduced oxygen's partial pressure is playing bad jokes on my brain. 30 minutes left to arrive to Procedural Springs and the airplane's position is getting closer to the ground, but there's something about Ellie that's worrying me, she looks sick and she's taking a bag near her mouth. She's throwing up. I'm sorry for her. 20 minutes left to arrive to Procedural Springs and anxiety is killing me already, what's going to happen there? I seriously don't know, and I hope everything's going to be fine. My headache is getting stronger but as the plane is getting down I finally realize I'm really sensitive to decompression sickness, and that my headache is perfectly bearable, although a bit annoying. Ellie looks like she's feeling better now, but I'm not sure because I can't feel what she feels, even though I can ask her but this question might feel inappropriate now. 10 minutes left to arrive to Procedural Springs and the fact that the plane is going down is making my stomach sick but it's totally okay. I wonder how bad Ellie's feeling, but she looks half okay. I need to sleep to get these thoughts elaborated and analyzed because they're so fast they're making me feel light-headed. I'm feeling dizzy and fatigued even though I only thought. I need to sleep, really, I can't stand it anymore. I close my eyes for a little bit and try to stop thinking.
...
"David, wake up, we're already late", said Ellie.
I get up like a zombie and wait for the taxi under this hellish sleepy condition.
The taxi arrives and I went inside and I slept in there.
...
"David, we've arrived", said Ellie.
I walk sleepy again to the inn we booked and finally slept.
...
Ahh! So refreshing! Now my mind is lighter from the oppressive amount of thoughts I had in the plane.
"Now we can explore, Ellie", I said, smiling as my mind got cleared.
The temperature was a very warm 300 Kelvin even though it was dark and we went outside wearing a T-Shirt and shorts.
Everything looked disturbing, the people had a huge frown on their faces but everything else looked calm.
My mind is strangely clear now, usually I think much harder than this.
I suppose this is a good thing since my headache stopped.
I ask Ellie if we could go somewhere and she accepted. We went to a Mindovian restaurant and asked for a few boats: which are basically fried eggs, fried beans and fried broccoli. It should give Ellie some gas this morning. Procedural Springs is at a high latitude and we are in the middle of the winter, so sunrise comes really late, but I'm waiting for it.
"Are you tourists?", asked the waiter, with an ominous and menacing tone.
"Yes, why?", I asked, curious.
"I would leave this city if I were you, and quickly. It's coming in two hours", he threatened, leaving without further explanations.
"What's coming?", I asked to Ellie, but she didn't seem to know anything, certainly not more than me.
"I don't know, just ignore it, or wait until it's 6 A.M. and see what happens, as simple as that", she said, smiling.
"Yeah, right", I say, sweating a little and feeling chills down my spine. He did look quite worried for us, but is something really that bad coming?
I try to ignore the warning and eat some boats. They taste delicious and I hope they'll give Ellie some rancid gas this morning.
We pay and then go outside the restaurant. It's 4:20 A.M. already and strangely, almost nobody is around. Perhaps they're all sleeping.
Strange.
I think this city is far creepier than it needs to, I mean, why is nobody smiling? I don't remember this city to be THIS disturbing, but perhaps that's because it was summer. Perhaps people get depressed here in winter? I really don't know, but I decide I'm going to smile whatever happens, it can't be that bad.
"This city is beautiful", I said, dancing in the middle of the street, and Ellie agreed with me, holding my hands as well.
"I'm so happy you brought me to Procedural Springs! It has always been my dream, and this holiday will be our best ever!", she said, smiling excited.
"You're welcome and yes, we don't need to be stressed here, this is our holiday and we MUST enjoy it", I say, smiling and touching her shoulder.
She hugged me and kissed me on the cheek.
It's 5 A.M. and "it" is supposed to come in one hour. Tsk. My ass.
We went to a park and it was so desolated it seemed as it was haunted. We laughed and ran holding each other's hands. Such a delightful moment. Now, Procedural Springs has always been a mystery to me, it's definitely different from the last time I visited it but it looks like everything happens randomly, and I don't know why is that?
"Ellie, are you enjoying yourself in this city?", I asked.
"Sure, thank you. It's the best gift I have ever had", she said, smiling and hugging me. I'm so happy to be here with my best friend. It feels so good and I can see this is not a trip like the others (it's much better than a trip to a normal city, indeed).
We're still looking at the bare "alien" trees and weird vegetation that looks like it's moving on its own. It's a bit creepy but I guess this vegetation is like sunflowers, it moves. Normal vegetation cannot grow here due to sudden summery snowstorms and occasional toxic volcanic ashes.
We went out of the park and see that the street lights are slowly flashing, being turned on and off every second.
"Definitely adds to the creepiness factor", I said, laughing.
"Do you think it was done on purpose?", she asked, curious.
"Nope", I said, laughing.
"Alright", she said, smiling and dancing for a second.
I giggled and kept the conversation going.
"So, what do you want to do today?", I asked.
"I want to get a good massage. Are there any massage centers here? My skin is starving", she said.
"No need to spend money, I can massage you", I said, even though I don't know how to do it properly.
"Meh, it's not the same thing", she said, giggling.
It's 5:45 A.M. and everything is strangely closed. It says they open at 8:30 A.M.
Weird, but I understand they don't have enough personnel to do shifts so it's okay. I'll have to wait almost three hours to go to some attractions but it's fine.
"Hey Ellie, I've heard you can take photos and edit them with an advanced app", I said, excited.
"Cool!", she said, happily.
Suddenly, a loud siren almost made me have a heart-attack.
"Ruzumomi is starting in a minute", said the typical feminine information voice.
It's 5:59 A.M.
"WHAT THE HELL IS RUZUMOMI?", I screamed in fear.
"I don't know", said Ellie.
"I know, it's what that guy was talking about earlier, should we be worried?", I asked.
"Ruzumomi starts", said the information voice.
David was really scared about what was about to come. He didn't know what Ruzumomi was but he knew Ellie was going to die pretty soon.
"What the hell? Why am I thinking about these things?", he said, crying.
His vision blurred and he saw a man walking past him. He ran away, thinking he could get in a safe place. He then remembered restaurants open at 8:30 A.M. and now it's a mere 6:01 A.M.
"Where can I go?", he asked himself.
"ELLIEEE!!! WHERE ARE YOU?", he screamed.
It was useless, Ellie was nowhere to be found, and David's heartbeat became faster. He sat down on the ground, and looked at the sky. Suddenly, the sky opened her eyes and gave David an evil look.
David screamed in fear as he thought he was getting some kind of brain disease, then he got up and was floating in mid-air. Then, he was something that made him feel safer: a car. The car was going to hit him soon.
David unwillingly teleported to the park where he and Ellie previously.
It was a hot winter morning with a temperature of 300 Kelvin in Procedural Springs, and David was wearing his life away to keep himself cool.
David looked for people in order to feel
safer
from this raging nightmare he's experiencing. He thought it was a dream, but then he asked to himself if it was a dream, but then he asked to himself was it a dream? But then he realized insects were crawling on his skin that it was not a dream.
He tried to brush the insects away to no avail: they kept coming.
"HELP!", he screamed, but nobody came to help him, he just saw small-sized old people walking on the sidewalk.
He was feeling helpless, he didn't understand what was happening and kept dancing like a
happily
dancing like small-sized old people walking on a razorblade.
He looked at the clock and it displayed something David didn't want to see. It was supposedly 25:61 D.M.
"What does that even mean?", he said, panting.
The sky was black and the stars were light blue, bigger than a coconut.
David struggled to keep himself calm, as he was feeling like his body and mind didn't connect and had
confused
"You're an angel,
thoughts.
"Am I crazy?", he asked himself.
There was an upside-down car lying on the street, and someone was inside screaming for help. David went there to try and save them, but that person's head was upside-down as well. David screamed in terror and ran away. He tried to run as far away as possible and finally found a massage center in the middle of an urban streets. He thought he was safe.
"Okay, nobody can harm me here", he thought, just because it was an urban street.
"I have to think about this, what's happening? Is this just my brain playing jokes on me?", he thought.
He felt touched.
He screamed as he felt touched by a hand that wasn't there.
"I have to calm down", he said out loud.
"I have to calm down", said a deep voice coming from a sunshinelandic restaurant nearby.
He shielded his years with his yhands and began to cry.
"I want to go home", he cried.
"I want to go home", said the same deep voice from before.
He lied on the floor and didn't look at the sky, as the sky was looking at him.
He was terrorized by the things that were happening to
he's not David. him.
He cried and cried but the non-sense thoughts kept haunting him.
"You're a failure", said the deep voice coming from the restaurant, before growling like a demon.
David screamed and ran away again.
"Isn't there a safe place?", he thought.
Everything was watching him: houses, cars, roads, the sky, street lights, everything.
I don't recommend you to look behind you.
This distressing atmosphere was really [OvO]
and then David just walked around looking for some beans, eggs and broccoli.
"Damn, I...", he said.
"Damn, I...", he said.
"Damn, I...", he said.
He screamed as he realized nothing made sense anymore as it was now 29:94 D.M.
He couldn't figure out what time it was.
"I have to find Ellie and explain her what's happening", he thought, supposing it was a going idea.
Nevertheless, Ellie was nowhere to be found.
He screamed as he realized nothing made sense anymore as it was now 29:92 D.M.
He had to close his eyes as everything was giving him evil looks and walked around the streets giving him evil looks.
As Ellie was nowhere to be found, David eventually gave in eventually gave in as Ellie
"I have to do this by myself, I mean, I have to find the solution to stop this nightmare. Perhaps the best solution is to go back home and see if this confusion inside my head stops", he
thought.
Then, he finally realized the truth.
"Wait, is this because of that Ruzumomi thing? Could it be? Well, it has to stop eventually, right? I'll wait a few hours and go to the airport", he thought naively, when a man with David's face jumped in front of him from the ground, making David scream in terror.
"Why did I accept coming here again? I had to know Procedural Springs was so random, a thing like Ruzumomi here is actually... well, a thing", he thoughghtt.
He regretted coming to Procedural Springs, he intensely regretted it.
"But why? The last time I visited this place it was nothing like this! I have to find out when Ruzumomi happens", he thought, trying to use his mobile phone, who was looking at David.
He immediately put his mobile phone inside his jeans pockets and decided to wait and ask someone as soon as dawn will arrive.
"Perhaps people will wake up at sunrise", he thought.
"Perhaps not", said the mouth he had on his neck, out loud.
David was getting nauseated from all this fear but still decided to be strong and wait a few hours until the airport opens, then he decided he'll ask a return ticket, earlier than it was planned due to this unbearable state of mind.
"I hate this city with a passion", he thought, but then regretted saying that as the city was watching him.
"COWARD!", said a loud feminine voice coming from the center of Procedural Springs, about two kilometers away.
That voice made buildings tremble, and David didn't know what to do about this disturbing thing.
"Ruzumomi, uh?", he thought, "Ruzumomi, uh?"
['OvO']
"How long will this torture last?", he thought, desperated and about to cry.
Suddenly, a distorted, glitchy and dissonant music played from an open bar, but David knew well not to enter there, as this Ruzumomi thing would scare the hell out of him. Nevertheless, the light coming from that was really comforting, but David knew well not to enter there, as this Ruzumomi thing would
David woke up in the middle of the road.
"Is this over?", he said out loud, wondering whether he should feel safe or not.
A chicken was driving a bus.
"Hell no, this Ruzumomi thing is still here, what can I do to stop it?", he asked himself, serious as a
A giant chicken was driving an airplane who was about to crash.
"Perhaps staying here is the safest choice, as if I go back to the inn sure thing I would get locked inside with some kind of monster", hehe ththououghghtt.
Hehehehehe...
The disturbing laugh of a male child was getting nearer, and David was getting more uncomfortable as that child was singing a ghostly song.
He couldn't go outside of Procedural Springs without an airplane as mountains locked the territory: he was trapped inside a nightmare.
Things didn't make sense at all as he perceived unexplainable things, such as the
tried to breathe slowly in order to calm down.
Don't look at yourself through a mirror tonight.
slowly in order to calm down. tried to breathe
"Okay then, this Ruzumomi thing makes me have confused thoughts, sure as I hate this moment, that this is not going into a pleasant direction. I have to leave, a
nd
quickly for that matter
David thought", he thought.
"I'll never get used to this, he thought as he started to get extremely distressed", he thought.
David was trembling in fear as he was longing for the Ruzumomi to end, but it seemed as it was never going to end, just like pleasant things feel shorter than unpleasant things, even though the same amount of time has passed.
"I can feel the color of smells. Synaesthesia!", David thought, his mind starting to get crazy.
His brain was experiencing an altered state of mind, full of feelings disconnected from reality. He saw visions full of colors and sounds that didn't make any sense. He wasn't able to even think anymore.
He eventually lost his senses but not his movements, as he kept walking while unconscious.
Nobody could drive in these conditions: everyone was in their home, their bodies being relatively safe from accidents. It would be exceedingly idiotic and unsafe to go outside during a Ruzu, but David didn't know it: he thought he was safer there than at the inn, but that was not the case.
The only things David was experiencing were seeing strings made of light and hearing disturbing sounds that seemed to come from the depths of the planet. He wasn't able to process this information as he temporarily lost his ability to think.
Everything was temporarily wiped out from his mind: but that didn't mean he wasn't terrified. He was.
In reality, nothing of what David saw or felt during this Ruzu happened in real life, everything was inside his head.
Actually, nobody was on the streets (for the reasons mentioned before) and nothing important really happened, he just wasn't able to distinguish imagination from reality, just like everyone else during any Ruzu, by the way. This nightmare is far from being over, but at least David got the ability to think back.
"What the hell is happening?", he thought, still seeing the light-made strings and hearing those scary sounds.
He shook his head and those feelings disappeared.
"Is this Ruzumomi finally over? I'm getting tired of it", he
thought.
But it wasn't over, as he saw a
prolific writers.
"I don't even understand what I'm seeing. What time is it?", he asked himself, and he saw a clock displaying "3:91 D.M."
"Of course, clocks aren't reliable during this Ruzumomi thing", he thought, scared and looking forward for this torment to stop.
He saw a cat walking in mid-air.
"Better not look at it", thought David, as he was already scared.
In mid-air a cat walking he saw.
"Niaaa!!!", screamed the cat, making David bounce.
It made David feel scared.
Feel scared it made
him.
And you're not.
Soon you'll be.
He tried to breathe slowly to calm down, but it was useless, dawn never seemed to arrive, it has been dark for a lot of time now, and David was getting more impatient for this Ruzu to end.
"He wanted to listen to some music but he couldn't, because his mobile phone was looking at him", he thought, breathing heavily in terror, and sweating.
"Why the fuck am I thinking in third person?", David thought, putting a hand on his heart to feel his powerful heartbeats.
"Heartbeats powerful his feel to heart his on hand a putting", thought David, starting to cry in fear because of these weird and uncontrollable thoughts.
"This has to end, I'm going to talk with the airport security guards and see if they manage to get me home as soon as possible", thought David, breathing through his mouth as he was
.exhausted..
Ruzumomi wa totemo kowai da yo!
.
"Hey hey hey got any problem?", thought David, unwillingly, with Ellie's voice.
"Actually, yes, I'm becoming crazy", he thought.
\[OvO]/
David saw everything as shades of red, even the sky was starting to become red, but he put his fears apart from a moment and thought rationally.
"8:30 A.M. are supposed to come 2 hours and half after this Ruzumomi thing has started. I'm not sure how much time has passed but it will arrive eventually, right? This nightmare can't last forever!", he thought, deciding he'll just book a flight to his home city and this nightmare will end soon.
He looked at some buildings, and they looked back at him, making David feel uneasy.
"This is"
unbearable, he though.t
".nde lliw siht nehw rednow I", he thought.
"I don't know what to do", he thought, wanting to cry.
yrc ot gnitnaw ,thguoht ,"od ot tahw wonk t'nid I'
.thguoht eh ,"I wonder when this will end."
"nde reven lliw tI", he realized.
A mirror apparead in front of him and he turned his head away not to see his own reflection, not wanting to see bad things happen behind his back. He ran away but bumped into a suddenly appeared wall. He was locked inside four walls, and the fourth one was especially disturbing, as it was looking at him, while the other three were calmer and less unsettling, unlike the atmosphere that is being built during this Ruzu.
"But still, I'm not giving up", he said with a fake confidence, and as there was no roof he tried to climb his way out, but everytime he was on top, another four walls appeared around him. After 5 times he gave up and waited.
The walls were getting closer and David began to feel claustrophobic. He touched a wall, it was real. He touched another one, it was real. He touched another one, it was real. He touched the fourth wall, breaking it.
"I'm finally free!", he said, going outside the wall but it looked like the space-time was bending as he saw another dimension: he could see time as if it was a spatial dimension, but he could only see the past, and not the future.
He could see himself doing things with Ellie and feel all the emotions he felt the day before. He looked at the present and his sight turned back to normal.
"This Ruzumomi thing is not over yet, I know", he thought angrily, as he walked to the center of the city.
It was still dark, and everything was scary as everything looked like they had eyes that watched David. The sound of a flute echoed through the room David was suddenly located in.
David didn't know what to
as the sky watched him and
David wasn't inside that room anymore but unfortunately he was about to faint from the intense fear he's been experiencing all this time.
Everything seemed to happen randomly with no pattern, so David couldn't predict it.
He couldn't.
"I can't predict what will happen next, so I have to be extra careful", he thought.
He kept walking through the streets and everything seemed strangely calm.
"I know it, this is the calm before the storm", he thought, crossing his arms and waiting for the worst to come.
He felt his arms getting tighter around him so he stopped crossing his arms, which have now become green and spiky.
"You know what? I'm kind of getting used to it", he thought, but still feeling some kind of fear or anger, still a quite distinct emotion anyway.
The light of the dawn was there, but it was starting to rain blood.
"I can tell it's 8:00 A.M. when the Sun will rise, good, it will mean only half an hour until the airport opens! That means I'm almost safe!", he thought, as the red sky was getting brighter.
He stood still and waited for this bloody rain to end, along with this Ruzu. His right arm fell on the ground and he couldn't do anything anymore as he lost his manual ability. Things were getting really bad but David didn't give up and kept walking because he knew he was strong enough to face this Ruzu, even though he didn't know what a Ruzu was.
He started running like an athlete and jumped on a
[Fatal Error]
"I'm sorry, Ellie, I broke your console"
...
He jumped on a wall and kept running.
Yeah, running on top of a wall during a Ruzu is something hazardous. The wall moved and David fell on the floor. Luckily he didn't break any part of his body, but it felt a bit painful.
After a few minutes he regained the strength to walk again.
He started running again but this time he didn't feel the need to show off.
The ground below him was shaking and David lost his balance, falling on the floor.
The sky was starting to get brighter, but still red.
"Dawn is finally coming", he thought, scratching his head with his left arm, who started to have icicles on it.
"My arm feels so cold to me", he thought as his arm was freezing until he got frostbite. The rest of his body was really warm, though.
He couldn't use his arms anymore, and the ground shook so he fell on the ground again. He couldn't get up, and started crying. He tried to get up only using his legs and eventually succeded.
His left arm was purple and couldn't be used anymore, his right arm was no more attached to his body. He walked slowly but stayed within Procedural Springs' main street as the airport was too isolated to be reached easily during a Ruzu. Everything went for the worst as he saw a dead bird crashing on the ground.
"Poor thing", he thought, feeling empathy. He wondered if the Ruzumomi applied to animals as well.
The sky now has a bright red color and the Sun is rising soon.
"I have to be patient and just wait", he thought.
Thought he.
Boom.
"Things are getting weirder now, I have to leave quickly", he thought.
quickly", he thought.
"Things are getting
quickly", he thought.
"I can't take this anymore
calm dowN)
"
quickly", he thought.
He tried to maintain control of the situation and now that the intensiy of sunlight is high enough to see (civil twilight), he started walking to the airport to arrive there
early.
Nobody was at the airport, which was filled with blood and mud.
An airplane departed and the pilot made it crash on the ground on purpose.
David woke up in the center of the Procedural Springs and suddenly thought about asking a random person about the Ruzumomi. There was no one in the streets but he hoped he could see someone.
"Well, I think people will wake up eventually. Or at least, I hope that. I wonder how Ellie's doing, the
Ruzumomi
isn't easy to be endured"
,he
thought.
The sky was bright enough to play basketball, but people still didn't show up. David hoped they would have shown up at sunrise at the very latest.
"Why do they get up so late? Is it because they fear the Ruzumomi?", he asked himself, considering the option of going to the inn and rest a little bit.
A spiral made of fire spawned from inside a building and became larger as it eventually filled the entire sky, making the temperature a much hotter 310 Kelvin.
"I'm pretty sure the temperature is real", thought David, but his left arm became even colder and fell on the ground.
Someone was playing bowling with his head.
David woke up in the bed of his inn, with his arms again.
"Was it a
dream"? he thought
.
"No, it wasn't, the Ruzumomi is still here", he realized.
He wanted to get out of the inn but a growling and possibly hungry polar bear was knocking at the door.
"At least I'm safe here", he
thought.
He went out on the balcony and saw that the Sun almost
rose, which had a good smell.
thought.
The balcony fell down and David also fell down on the first floor, where a huge mass of wasps was about to attack him.
David hid inside the first floor of the inn where he was safe from the wasps, but not from the
thought.
"I wonder if those wasps were real", he thought, before seeing the black Moon in the red sky.
"How can I go to the airport if there's a hungry polar bear blocking the way?", he thought, desperate.
"I know it's all inside my mind, but I'm scared anyway", he
thought.
Tu eres mi felicidad.
"The Sun is about to rise, I know it, but that doesn't mean the nightmare is over, quite the contrary, I'm blocked here with the Ruzumomi and can't go to the airport, but perhaps I'll see someone at 8:30 A.M. let's just hope for it", he
thought.
Du siehst super aus.
"SUN... RISE!!!", he shouted, as the Sun was indeed rising.
"Now I have to find a way to the airport", he thought, as he went to the opposite road from where the polar bear was located.
"I hope I won't meet that beast", he thought.
He went to the center of Procedural Springs, and as the Sun rose, the sky went blue and everything went back to normal.
After a bit of searching, I finally found a person.
"Do you know what's happening?", I asked.
"No. What's happening?", he asked.
Now that I think about it, I feel totally normal now.
"Tonight, strange things have happened", I said.
"Ahhh... well, yes, it's the Ruzumomi!", he said.
"What is that exactly?", I asked, wanting more information about this hell.
"Every year, around the winter solstice, the month of Ruzumomi starts. Every night, called a Ruzu, starting from sunset and ending to sunrise, people's senses in this city are severely altered, so we stay in our houses until the Sun rises. Driving and walking in these conditions is hazardous!", he explained.
"And why don't you just leave this city?", I asked.
"We could but, because we were born here, our senses would be altered anyway, putting other people in danger", he explained.
"Can I leave?", I asked.
"If you're a tourist, sure", he said.
"Will my senses go back to normal after leaving this hell?", I asked.
"Sure!", he said, smiling.
He seemed sincere to me.
"David!"
I heard Ellie's crying voice shouting my name. She came to me and hugged me.
"It was scary... David...", she said, crying.
"Don't worry, the Ruzu only lasts from sunset to sunrise. We're safe for another 8 hours. Let's go book a flight home", I say, putting my arm around her shoulder and walking away.
"Thank you, stranger", I told him, smiling.
We arrived to the airport and tried to book a flight home departing today.
"I'm sorry but this is not possible. We can book a flight for tomorrow at noon", said the informant.
I gasped in fear.
"You don't understand, tomorrow will be too late!", I exclamed, raising my voice in fear.
"We are very sorry for your inconvenience. Your flight is scheduled for tomorrow at noon. Is that okay?", she asked.
I started crying.
"Tomorrow will be too late...", I say in tears.
"Is that okay?", she asked.
"At this point, better late than never. It's okay", I said, signing the document.
I and Ellie walked away from the airport, knowing another Ruzu is awaiting us to torture us.
It's 8:45 A.M. so we went into the Mindovian restaurant of this early morning and ordered some boats (fried beans, fried eggs and fried broccoli) again, accompanied with a good glass of milk. I hope Ellie's gonna get super gassy with extra rank gas.
"Are you enjoying your meal?", I asked, smiling.
"Y-yes", she said, still visibly scared from the last Ruzu. I wonder what happened to her.
"Do you mind if we go to sleep later? I can't during during a Ruzu, I would be too scared, so I want to sleep during the day", she said.
"That goes without saying! And I have a favour to ask you later", I said, smiling happily. Sure thing Ellie will accept. If she won't, my soul will break in pieces and fall apart.
"You know you can ask me anything", she said, this time smiling sincerely.
"I know", I said, smiling and temporarily forgetting that another much longer Ruzu is coming in less than 8 hours.
It was 9 A.M. when we finished eating and the Sun will set at 4 P.M. exactly 7 hours from now. It feels like it's a very long time of safety at the beginning but I suppose it's not going to feel like it's lasting very long.
"What do you want to do now?", I asked to Ellie.
"Is doing something still relevant?", she asked.
"What do you mean? We'll leave tomorrow! Don't give up now!", I tried to give her the right energy to fight back but the truth was that I was probably as scared as she was.
"I'm sorry, David...", she said.
"Don't give up! You'll survive just like I will! We'll grow up stronger than ever before!", I said, trying to motivate her.
"I will", she said, holding my hand confidently.
I smiled and we both went to the inn to sleep as Ellie requested.
"Can I sleep in your bed?", I asked.
"Sure!", she said, smiling.
"Are you gassy now?", I asked.
"No, but I'll get gassy later considering what I ate"
"Can I sleep with my nose in your ass?", I asked.
"Yes", she said, smiling and patting my head.
She slept on her side and I slept with my nose touching her anus, waiting for gases to stink up my nose.
"Have a nice sleep, we'll both need it", she said.
"Thank you", I replied.
And then there was silence as we stopped talking at all.
I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, only to be awakened by a nasty smell. It was Ellie's fart. I giggled and went back to sleep.
My breath gets slower and so does my heartbeat as I'm getting enveloped in a layer of peace and well-being.
PFFFSSSTTT
A pungent rancid smell wakes me up and forces me to move my nose away from Ellie's ass. No time to play, we need to rest to face our last Ruzu, I need to sleep so I won't be able to smell Ellie's farts, as they wake me up too often.
I finally drifted off to sleep and woke up 3 hours later. It was 12:45 P.M.
"I'm having a headache", I complained as I didn't get enough sleep.
"Mmmhhh David smell my nasty gas!", she said, sleepy.
"Okay", I said, putting my nose in her butthole again.
PRRRFFFTTT
It was so putrid far beyond my comprehension, but I sniffed it all the same.
I regained my energy just from smelling her gas even though I only got 3 hours of sleep. It feels amazing being able to sniff a girl's gas, it's a really powerful experience indeed. She held my head in her butt with her hands and waited for another stinky explosion to come. I'm so very lucky to be in a situation like this and I wish it would be more common in the Sunshine Land as people seem to be obsessed only with cuddling but not smelling each other's farts. I find smelling her farts to be very pleasant and face-farting is an activity I totally recommend. Sure, some farts really do stink too much be taken directly from the source without gagging, but even if you get disgusted, you'll be pleased by the sheer intensity of the farts.
PFFFBBBTTT
This one, for example, is making me gag and I'd like to move my head away to breathe some fresh air, but I won't,because I'm not a weak guy who loses his composture that easily. I sniff, even though the smell is making me feel sick in the stomach, and breathe out. Sniff, and breathe out. I wonder if I'll ever get used to the smell or if it will always feel this intense. Either way, I'll never stop smelling her farts, because I love doing it, I really do. Each sniff is making me consider turning my head away but I have to smell it, because I begged her for this and she would probably dislike me if I quit. I wonder how long I will last smelling this rancid stench. It's so powerful it's making my nostrils feel like they're rotting away into oblivion. The worst (or best) thing is that they linger for more than a minute, but thankfully the smell is disappearing now. I breathe normally as the smell almost went away and I felt like I was safe from the smell.
PBBBFFFRRRTTT
But no, as long as my nose is touching her butthole, I can't be safe from the occasional gas eruptions from her ass. As soon as I sniffed this one my eyes started watering and I wonder what's actually happening in her intestines. It's too much, I can't take another whiff of this nasty flatulence. I move my head away.
"I was choking down there", I said, coughing and wanting to breathe some fresh odorless air.
"David... please, get back to smelling", she begged me with cute eyes. How can I say no to this? I got back to smelling her farts and damn, did it reek in there, and the worst part is that isn't the full pungency of the fart since the smell has in part subsided due to the fact a bit more than a minute has passed since she had farted. The smell is almost gone now, thankfully, but I don't let my guard down as I know another fart is coming eventually. It's just an intense experience like many others. This isn't any different from eating spicy food: let me explain.
PFFFSSSTTT
Peee-uuu!!! But before explaining, I have to get used to smell this rancid stench without being overwhelmed by this seemingly unbearable putridity. Breathe in. No, no, no, AAAKH!!! Peeew it stinks so bad! Breathe out. Breathe in. IT STINKS! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO GET USED TO THIS SMELL! YUCKY! Breathe out. Breathe in. My eyes water as I'm feeling overwhelmed by this revolting stench. Breathe out. Anyway, back to explaining. This isn't any different from eating spicy food. Many people like eating spicy food. It's an intense feeling that make them lightly suffer in discomfort but at the same time they're loving it. To me, smelling Ellie's farts is a good comparison to eating spicy foods. Sure, smelling her farts can be a really stinky experience, but sure it's lovely isn't it. The smell itself is both good and bad. I mean, for most people is just bad, but to me, the worse it smells, the better it is. I don't think there's any valid reason that smelling farts isn't commonly done like, say, kissing. Both ways you're exchanging fluids, in one case your saliva, in the other case your intestinal gases, but indeed smelling the latter feels so good.
PFFFSSSTTT
It feels good because it's so powerful and when you manage to breathe it all in like the though person you are you feel so good. It reeks really bad in here though, and I might need to get fresh air soon as this putrid stench is overwhelming my senses. It feels so good anyway, so I keep sniffing her rancid gas.
"Are you enjoying my smelly farts?", asked Ellie, to which I replied with a confident "Hell yes!"
"That's good", she said, happily.
The smell of her gas has finally gone away so I wait for another fart to come, in the meanwhile I close my eyes trying to sleep a little bit more. Laying down and smelling someone else's farts can be really exciting and relaxing at the same time, and this is how I'm feeling right now: a very positive emotion fills my mind with joy. Things surely have gotten incredibly good since yesterday.
PFFFSSSTTT
Good and stinky, this is how things have gotten since yesterday. A rancid and sour haze envelops my face, leaving me nearly breathless from these occasional gassy outbursts. Smells like rancid beans, delicious. The good thing about farts is that no fart smells exactly the same as there are various shades of nasty smells to be experienced. My favourite one so far is the one that reminds me of rotten peppers. Smells pungent but it's very good. I sniff this fart into disappearance as the smell is going away, even though it has indeed lasted for more than one minute. I'm getting a bit nauseated and sick in the stomach so I think I'm going to get some fresh air eventually, but not now, as I have to prove my strength. Laying down feels relaxing: it would probably have felt less relaxing were we in another position. Now the smell has gone and I start breathing calmly. I think I was hyperventilating not because her fart smelt too bad, but because I was sniffing too much, taking repetitive fast and deep whiffs of her natural aroma.
PFFFSSSTT
This time I try to breathe normally without sniffing the air as much as I could like I did earlier. Easier said than done. The smell was really bad so I eventually gasped for fresh air.
"I'm sorry, Ellie, but I have to take a little break from your aromatherapy session", I said, going out on the balcony and breathing so heavily I was feeling light-headed.
She giggled.
"Too stinky?", she asked, giggling.
"Yeah", I said, inhaling the pure fresh outside air.
"But I have fun seeing your reaction. Please, come back smelling my farts", she said, begging me with her cute eyes.
"Okay, you won", I said, smiling and playing with her hair for a few seconds.
"Lay down, I'll sit on your nose", she said, smiling excitedly.
She sat on my nose and I was ready to sniff every repulsive stench that would come out from her butthole.
"Are you ready to sniff my gas?", she said, giggling.
"Sure", I said.
PBBBSSSTTT
As soon as I replied, she immediately farted. It smelled intense, very intense. It was like my brain couldn't process such a concentrated information all at once, and I was having a though difficulty at handling this stench of rotten beans, eggs and broccoli mixed together and microwaved to their melting point.
"Stinky! Stinky! I give up!", I said, but she was laughing and not letting me go.
"I'm dead serious", I said, gagging.
"Smell it", she said, in a gentle and cute voice.
"Peee-u! So stinky!", I complain, thrashing with my legs.
"Calm down. It's just a stinky smell", she said.
"A VERY stinky smell", I added, coughing and dry retching as she laughed at my reaction.
"No matter how stinky it will be, you'll be fine", she said, smiling.
"I hope so", I said, stopping complaining as the smell got less intense.
Pee-u, did that stink, I didn't know it was going to get this stinky the first time I asked for it. It's far smellier than what I've supposed it would have smelt like.
PFFFBBBSSSTTT
Oh no, not another one! Ewww this one smells like spoiled milk and beans! It's definitely too stinky for me, but I want to stay here and smell everything, because Ellie likes my reaction, and I want to make her happy. Also, I've asked her for this treatment, so I'm going to pay the consequences and boy, are these consequences stinky. Pee-u! But actually, even though her farts are almost-lethal, I'm enjoying this closeness to Ellie. The physical sensation of my nose touching her anus is very pleasant, but her stinky gas blowing on my nose gives me contradictory feelings: it's disgusting and pleasurable at the same time. Everytime she rips one I get a rush of adrenaline, yes, it's like an olfactory version of parachuting. Perhaps I like it because I can't handle the smell easily, but deep inside I don't know why I like it. My brain is complicated. The smell has almost gone now but I keep my guard up as I know a fart can hit my nose at anytime. And in fact.
PFFFBBBSSSTTT
I sniff this up as my sense of smell is saturated by this nasty stench. I don't think I can smell Ellie's farts for much longer, but I keep trying as I'm feeling attracted by their pungent smell. I'm loving every single bit of this moment as my life gets stinkier each day as time passes by. Everytime I take a whiff, I can feel an itching sensation inside my throat and the fart is so stinky, that my eyes water and I wish for fresh air but I'm still staying here to smell it all, I'm not moving my nose from here at all, no matter how much it will stink: it's Ellie's fart, I have to endure it, and anyway, how bad can a fart be? Farts can't smell that bad, can they? I mean, it's just a fart, it's totally okay to breathe it in and I think my reaction to the smell is exaggerated, so I try to contain myself a little bit. The smell is almost gone now so I can test my skills with my next fart, hoping she didn't run out of gas now, that would be lame as this "game" is very enjoyable to me.
PFFFSSSFFFBBB
I sniffed this one and nearly threw up. Pee-u talk about extreme stink. I can't seem to reduce my reactions to this incredibly disgusting stench, for it's too stinky to stay calm. She said I was going to be okay, but my definition of "okay" is likely very different than hers. I sniff her gas and gag at every whiff I take. You are probably asking yourself why don't I just stop smelling her farts and do something else? It's because even though I'm dying from the stink, I still like it, and plus, I've asked for it so I'm going to get the consequences. There's a saying that goes:"Be careful what you wish for", but I don't regret what I wished for, not the slightest bit. The smell is going away and this cycle is repeating itself for a long time now, but still, I'm far from being bored and everytime the smell of a fart ends, I'm longing for another one, even though I know it's gonna be rancid as hell. Today is even more fun than yesterday, as she's gassier, but still, I didn't have fun at all during the Ruzu.
PFFFSSSFFFTTT
Here I smell, yuck! It makes me want to throw up, but I smell it all the same. My eyes water and I cough with my mouth closed as this irritating smell fills my lungs, leaving me, as usual, gasping for breath. It's not that obvious that farts stink this much, and I wonder if it's just Ellie's farts that smell this bad, or if everyone's farts smell bad. Who knows, but being face-farted is damn fun, I really like it. The repulsive smell is going away and I sigh in relief, even though it still smells quite a bit in here. Totally recommended experience. 5/5. I think about the first time I met Ellie, well, yesterday. How the hell did we get so close? I remember we just met yesterday, talked, I went to her house and asked her to fart on my face. Was that really that easy? It seems so, but Ellie's special: an average girl wouldn't have accepted my weird request. I'm so lucky I should be so grateful towards Ellie, but I'll express my gratitude later.
PBBBFFFSSSTTT
Will she ever stop farting? Man is she gassy, and furthermore this smell is killing me. Yeah I'm having fun and all, but I hope this is going to end soon. Her farts are fun only in small doses, but smelling every single one of her farts of her makes me feel dizzy. It simply stinks too much to be face-farted by her. But still, I don't think she's capable of stinking up a room, it's just that smelling her farts at point-blank range is revolting. It's maybe more than what I thought I could tolerate. But still, nothing is preventing me to escape, so why am I not escaping? Perhaps I like the idea of being-facefarted more than the actual feeling of it. I sniff and sniff her gas over and over again. Is this what face-farting is? I mean, even cuddling is more diverse, this is just... simple (but very stinky nonetheless). Although I noticed the smell of her farts is slightly different every time, so I guess it adds to the variety. Being face-farted is not more interesting than playing video games, in my opinion.
PFFFSSSTTT
I puke a little in my mouth as the smell under here is getting a little too potent. I try not to take deep whiffs but it's useless, this smell of rotten broccoli and spoiled milk is overwhelming. If face-farting was common, it would have been as interesting as eating, showering and sleeping, but since almost nobody does that, I'll have to say face-farting is, in my opinion, very interesting, but perhaps it's just because almost nobody does that, so it adds to the mistery. I understand this is a unusual kind of taste, but even people who likes this hardly ever do it, making this experience as rare as winning the lottery. I take another whiff and the stink is decreasing, but I'm wondering why is she so gassy today? She never seems to stop farting and her gas is so stinky I feel like I'm dying from the stench. The stink still hasn't disappeared from what it felt like approximately two minutes, yes it lingers a lot. A bit too much, honestly.
PFFFSSSBBBRRRKKKTTT
Here comes another one. It felt like a huge explosion coming from her ass. A stinky explosion. At this point I'm enjoying it more than despising it: the stink is extra strong and makes my NOSE water, but I'm loving it. Perhaps this is the same condition that makes spicy food lovers want even spicier food. No matter how stinky her farts are: I want more of them. Despite this, I still think her farts are to be enjoyed in small doses, as breathing in too much stink really gets annoying after a while. I smile in delight as I sniff her gas over and over again. There's no turning back now: I'm going to smell her farts everyday, forever. I find all this very comfortable although the stink is puke-inducing and makes me feel like I'm choking on the smell. Anyway, I'm happy things went this way. I remember when I longed for this moment to come, and now that my dream has turned into a reality, it just feels like daily life to me. Like when a person is hungry and longs for carbohydrates, getting them initially feels so good, but eventually our brain gets used to happiness.
PFFSSTT
Whoa! This one was small but intense! My eyes burn and I feel like my lungs are rotting as I take a small whiff of this natural stink bomb she just unleashed on my suffering nose. Anyway, as I said before, our brain gets adjusted to happiness very quickly but sadness, pain and discomfort seem to last forever and you can't get used to it. I wonder why is that. Luckily, there's almost no reason to feel bad in the Sunshine Land, but when it happens, it feels horrible. I suppose a hypothetical land where nothing bad ever happens would give you much less intense feelings than a dystopian land like "Earth". I wonder if people are ever happy there. I get back to sniffing but strangely, this one was intense but didn't linger for much, as the smell is almost gone now. As usual, I wait for the next fart, as Ellie's an unstoppable gas factory. I feel like I'm getting sleepy again.
PSSFFTT
I got fully alert again as soon as I felt her hot wind blowing on my nose. I think I'm handling her farts pretty well as I only gave up twice, if I remember correctly. But I think I'm going to give up for today if she keeps farting stinky like this. I like being her fart sniffer, makes me feel really close to her and also very comfortable, except for the smell, of course (which I like by the way). Her butthole feels very soft touching my nose, and perhaps all these tactile and olfactory stimuli are doing wonders to keep me happy, even though this stink is really hard to breathe in. I noticed that sniffing fast and repetitively leads to hyperventilation, I learned the lesson so now I avoid doing that. I'm just a beginner at being face-farted, anyway. I wonder if one gets "better" at being face-farted with experience. I mean, doesn't that reasoning apply with everything? Hell, one can even be an expert at (healthy) eating! I wonder what would happen if I got face-farted all day, everyday.
BBBRRRFFFSSSTTT
Puuu!!! I would have near-death experiences from the stink, that's what would happen! I begin thrashing my legs around but I'm still determined to smell it all the same. I'm feeling so good as a rush of adrenaline gives me the energy I need to face life's sadness. No more pain in my life, well, except from this putrid stink, of course. I have everything I want now and I can't ask for more. Now I actually feel like my life is complete and sadness is just a distant memory. Whew, who knew a girl's flatulence could smell THIS bad? The smell is now decreasing in intensity but I know other farts will come. I'm confused as to whether I'd like this moment or not. I'd like it to end because I also want to do anything else and because it's getting far too stinky for my brain to process this information. But I also want it to continue, because I'm enjoying this so much. The smell is gone now so as always I wait for another fart to be ripped onto my nose and make my eyes water.
PFFFBBBTTT
Here it came! Very stinky, as usual, and very close to untolerably stinky. I can't predict when she farts but she seems to never stop, so I suppose she has still lots of gas left. Like I thought, she's an unstoppable gas factory, but does that mean this moment is going to last forever? I wouldn't mind being gassed forever by her farts. It would be quite pleasant, indeed. I try to sleep sometimes but I get routinely waken up by the rancid smell of Ellie's farts. I have to remember this is what I always wanted, so I can't waste this opportunity and I have to enjoy this moment from the start to the end. It smells so good, and it doesn't matter that it makes me feel sick in the stomach, I'll always love Ellie and her gas. How long is this face-farting session lasting, anyway? It feels like hours have passed as she never stops farting. Such a gassy girl, I love her. I hope she'll face-fart me everyday, forever, but she has already agreed to that request so that's a huge plus. Smelling every one of someone else's farts surely stinks a lot, but it also feels very pleasant and exciting. Now that I think about it: it feels much nicer than playing videogames.
PFFFBBBFFFTTT
This one smelt very sour and sharp, and I was considering giving up and moving my nose away, but still, I love this so much, I've always asked for this, so why should I waste such an opportunity? Four of my senses: smell, touch, hearing and sight, are totally delighted. And perhaps even taste, but technically, she's farting on my nose, not in my mouth, so it's the only sense who isn't given this joy, but I don't give a fuck about this. The smell is going away and I long for another fart like I'm now addicted to them. Only breathing in her farts would be amazing, but wouldn't I get used to the smell at the point I won't be able to smell it anymore? Talking about olfactory fatigue. I know that the smell of rotten eggs causes it, but Ellie's farts don't smell like rotten eggs: more like rotten cabbage and spoiled milk.
PFFFSSSTTT
This one had a weird grassy smell to it. Rotten grass, of course. Maybe not, but I don't know how to describe it properly. Has a manure feel to it, makes me think about countryside. It's almost unbearable and I'm about to vomit, no joke. I squirm under Ellie's ass, not wanting to smell such a potent stench anymore, but she doesn't seem to agree.
"David! You have to smell my farts, don't go away!", she said, begging me.
"Yeah, okay, but what time is it?", I asked.
"It's 3:45 P.M." she said.
"OH SHIT!", I say, "The Ruzu is coming!"
She screamed and got up, making my nose free again. Due to the immense stench I've experienced during these last hours, I'm gagging, convulsing and I can barely move.
"Are you okay?", asked Ellie.
"Yes", I said, getting up too quickly.
I threw up on her bed.
"Ewww", she said.
After finishing throwing up, it was 3:50 P.M. already.
"Listen, Ellie, the Ruzu is coming in 10 minutes. We have to get away from each other", I said.
"But, why?", she asked.
"Because we can see each other as monters and therefore hurt each other", I said.
"I understand. This morning was so scary, can I hug you for a few minutes before the Ruzu starts?", she asked.
"Okay", I said, smiling.
I and Ellie were hugging each other. It feels so good to have someone who cares about you and satisfied your desires. I feel like I can talk about anything with Ellie, for she's my best friend. I am so happy to have met Ellie, but now, 16 hours of torture and fear are awaiting both of us. I wonder if we'll survive this Ruzu or if we'll perish. I got so scared this morning and I surely don't want to repeat the experience for a much longer time. The end is drawing closer as it's 3:51 P.M. now. 9 minutes before the Ruzu starts. I try to calm down and prepare to temporarily say goodbye to my mental sanity, as the apocalypse is coming. I and Ellie are both crying, because we know the Ruzu is going to be very unpleasant.
We both let go from our hug and started saying goodbye to each other.
"We'll meet again", I said, as Ellie was crying loudly.
"Tomorrow, right?", she said, sobbing.
"Yes, tomorrow", I reassured her, smiling.
"I'm so scared", she said, bursting into tears.
I hugged her again but she didn't seem to calm down as the infamous hour approached.
"It will be okay", I said, smiling and hugging her tighter, with her hugging me back.
Ellie made a weak smile and hugged me tighter.
"It will be okay", I told her again.
"So, is it time to say goodbye yet?", she asked.
"Not yet, it's 3:53 P.M. so we can stay a little bit more together", I said, trying to give her the last minutes that she can spend with me before the Ruzu arrives.
"Look, you stay here, and I'll go outside. I know it's dangerous but trust me, we can't stay together during a Ruzu", I said, confident in what I was doing.
"I trust you", she said, smiling.
We can't stay together anymore now, as it's 3:54 P.M. and time is passing very fast.
"Ellie, thank you for all the things you did to me, you gave me everything that I wanted, and I can't ask for more. We'll see each other tomorrow, don't worry", I told her, hugging her.
"I'm scared, David", she said, crying.
"It will be okay", I said, hugging her tighter.
"I trust you, David", she said, caressing my head.
"So do I", I said, smiling.
We spent our last minutes chatting and hugging each other, but time flies like an arrow so we'll eventually have to say goodbye to each other.
"Don't worry, Ellie, we'll see each other again tomorrow. You're my sweet angel, Ellie, you gave me everything I needed. Everything you do to me puts joy on my heart, but now it's time to say goodbye. After this nightmare ends, we're going to play a lot together. I love you so much, Ellie", I said, holding my tears trying not to cry.
She hugged me and said:"I love you too, David. Please come back tomorrow. Goodbye", she said, with her tears falling on my shirt.
"We'll see each other tomorrow morning at sunrise, on Procedural Springs' main street, okay?", I said, smiling with my face being red because of the unreleased tears.
"Okay, goodbye David. I love you", she said again.
My heart was filled with joy and desperation. I knew Ellie loved me, but now it's too late. We have to accept our fate.
I went downstairs, opened the door and went outside. The Ruzu is starting in less than two minutes.
"You don't scare me", I said quietly, perhaps over-confident. I walk towards Procedural Springs' main street, enjoying the calmness of the city before the psychological storm that is going to plague this horrid city.
"Really, you don't scare me. Tomorrow morning everything bad will be gone and at noon we'll leave this horrible city, and our lives will return to normality. Then I can let Ellie do what I like the most. Forever. I'll be happy forever", I thought, as the Sun was going to set in 30 seconds.
I breathe slowly to calm myself down and then smile. I know it's gonna be a though battle but David knew this Ruzu was going to be long and painful and that he will be traumatized for the rest of his life.