Death

Death followed the creepy fella and the malnourished girl. Every so often ducking into the shadows. They eventually ducked into an alleyway and went into a side door which led into the back of an apartment complex. She would quickly grab the rusted door to slip in. Shila would slowly walk behind them and they went right at a hallway. This went on for a solid 10 minutes before eventually reaching a utility closet. Shila would have went in but ut seemed like her neck was grabbed through the opening of door. She would grab his giant arm and start pummeling it while choking. The large old man would toss Death right out of a window into a dirty court yard. It had a bunch of men and their girls there. Skimpy clothing to saggy pants. She would get up as Shila was bloodied and beaten from that throw. Shila shook her head as she looked to see them all surrounding her. The creepy old guy pointed and said. "Your clothes... Off!" Death would touch her face with a grin. "Take me on a date first. " The old man would grimace as he said. "I ain't tellin you again. Take off the Halloween costume." He pops his knuckles. Death would look away for a moment to say. "Alright. I'll take it off." Firstly, she put on some earbuds from inside her costume. She did some stretches. She laughed as she grabs the costumes chest to rip open the midsection. It revealed a contraption that had pins all through out. "Welcome to my world!" She laughed as she pulled all the pins. It was loud like a bomb. Gas filled the entire court yard. Shila would start to dance in the middle of the court. The bloodshed started. All the fellas were fighting around her. It was hard to see but on occations you could see blood splatter or a gun shot. The teenager would touch the mirror as she would run out toward the middle. The girl would cough from the gas and fall over. Her world was spinning. Her body got back up as Shila said. "You're the girl of the hour! What's your name?" Shila asked. The girl shook her head. Ashamed. Shila looked at her eyes. One bright blue and another was green. She was starstruck. "From now on your name is... Amy Shulziker. My daughter. I'm Shila Shulziker. An oddball." She would continue to groove. Amy just akwardly stared at her. "Right. Need music to jam." She took out one ear bud and they would listen to some jams. Jam they did. Is this the joy you felt thomas? How amusing. Feel the violence! Mold yourself to this cruel world and begin to laugh at the pain. Amy...

Subject 13 The autonomy of the hidden person. Hidden people are a suit manufactured by Sunnyside Inc. A company founded by the government and run by Shila Shulziker as a way to utilize experiments on people without the public knowing. The suit is made similarly to those of a chameleon. The idea that we can hide in plain sight. Using costumes and a few hallucinogenic fumes come off the suit. There are only a few suits out there made for only a few authorized scientists: Shila Shulziker. Thomas Reid. Butchie Everdeen, and Corrigan Sins. These suits are in many forms. Butchie comes in the form of a backpack of various chemicals. Reid has a white emotional surgical reconstruction mask. A helmet with teeth painted into it. Shila is unique. Shila's was designed to instill fear in the hearts of villains. While Butchie's and Reid's were based on the idea of grandeur. These suits were originally designed to hypnotize people into a confession. However, they become a personal "mech". Making people think that they are bigger or more powerful than they are. These people were trained under the united states navy seals and various secret services members. Then they were born into natural killers. Born anew. Their duties were to test these suits by going right into the fire. Often these pieces of clothing nearly radiate hallucinogenic fumes. While inside, there are many ways to avoid being caught in the fumes. Here are the symptoms of these pieces if inhaling for a long time: Delusions Psychosis Early setting Dimensia Sociopathic behaviors Random fits of violence Hallucinogenic fits Coloration or discoloration of the skin Inhuman strength. Fungal spores in the bloodstream Epilepsy Obsessive Gaslighting Savior Complex. Narcolepsy Obsessive Fear. Loss of function in limbs. Blindness. Blood from Tear ducts. Sometimes subjects can have brain bleeds or damage. Sometimes the suit can force someone's brain to force them to harm others or themselves. Suspiciousness. Loss sense of worth or meaning. Loss of touch. Color blindness. Color Sensitivity. Heart attacks. Low blood sugar. Brain Death. Murderous rage. Depression. Sadism. Masochism. Increase in drug use. Increase in alcohol use. DS0 translates to Death Suit Zero. This suit was the original and the finalized one is safer and more reliable. Skin tight. The suit isn't cursed but some speculate that it is as none who wore it has ever lived but three who perfected it. Do not come into contact with any of these people. They are HIGHLY DANGEROUS. If they come into contact: Run.