The Madness Fanbook Chapter 4Chapter 4The Madness Fanbook Chapter 43 years ago in Settings More Like This
The elevator made a low humming noise as it slowly descended to the floor below them. Sanford began drumming his fingers rapidly. "Fuck, this thing is slow," He mumbled. A cheerful elevator tune was playing on the elevator speaker above them. It was slowly driving them insane. Hank and Sanford glanced at each other, knowing that each was thinking the same thing as the other. The familiar dinging tone sounded and Hank and Sanford backed against each side of the door. The elevator door opened.
There was silence. Hank, expecting gunfire to be coming through the open gap, was tense and his finger was on the verge of firing his weapon. The two paused for a second, and then peeked out of the door. Nothing. Sanford shrugged as the two walked out of the elevator. The door closed behind them as the exited. Hank and Sanford entered a back-to-back formation as Sanford looked down one end of the hall as Hank looked down the other.
Down the left hall, which Sanford was observing, continue
The Madness Fanbook Chapter 5Chapter 5The Madness Fanbook Chapter 53 years ago in Settings More Like This
Deimos rolled over on the bed, with a big grin on his face. "That was fun, wasn't it?" He chuckled. Deimos leaned over the bed and picked up a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. "Do you have to smoke so often?" A voice came from the other end of the bed. Deimos mumbled a few words but they were muffled whilst he began puffing his now-lit cigg. He puffed out a swirl of smoke, and then turned towards the person on the other side of the bed. "H. won't let me smoke when he's in, so I try to smoke as much as possible when he's out," he said. The other person sat up in the bed. It was a woman. She was slim, and had short brown hair and green eyes. "I don't like smokers," she said. Deimos puffed on his cigarette again. "Well, you're not getting paid for nothing, now are ya?" he replied.
The woman reached an arm out and slapped Deimos across the face. "I'm not a hooker, Deimi!" she cried. "I never said you were," Deimos replied quietly. She sat straight up on the bed and began putting