Nami wandered alone through the dark hallways. Suddenly, she heard steps and quickly turned around.
"Nami!"
"S-Sanji? Sanji!"
The blond quickly ran to his fiance, and hugged her tightly.
"I thought you were dead! You couldn't believe how worried I was!"
She smiled weakly and rested her head on his chest.
"What happened?"
"I made a wrong turn. Remember those kickboxing classes I did, that you always said were useless? Well, they weren't, so AH!"
He smiled broadly. In a flash, his smile faded.
"Wait, where's Robin?"
"She's dead. "
He took a step back. She lazily lifted her head to look at him.
"What?"
"She fought the shadow things. She discovered their weakness. She saved me. "
Sanji felt like the room was spinning. He muttered something unintelligible and leaned against the wall.
"Sanji, breath!"
He gasped for air. He didn't realize he stopped breathing. Suddenly, he got up.
"We have to move, fast. "
"I know. "
Both of them started walking forward tensely.
"Sanji. "
"Yes?"
"I. . . I'm just glad you're alive. "
He smiled bitterly.
"I'm glad you're alive too. "
Suddenly, he stopped.
"Can you feel that?"
"What?"
"That chilly wind?"
She turned towards him, smiling.
"Wind? Like coming from outside?"
He nodded. A faint smiled started appearing on his lips.
"Outside. And then we'll get out of here. "
Nami started running her hands through the wall.
"We need to find where it's coming from. "
"Right. "
After a minute, the redhead found something.
"Sanji, there's a slot here. "
"Let me see. . . "
He pulled the panel and looked.
"It's a tunnel. The wind is coming from here. "
"Do you think it's safe?"
"Safe or not, we don't have a choice. "
Both of them started walking through the tunnel. After a while, they reached a small stairway that led to a trap door on the ceiling. Sanji pushed the door slightly. It lifted easily. He peeked outside and pushed it. It flipped over.
He jumped outside. Nami followed him.
"Oh my god, we did it, we're outside!"
"Okay, we need to get out of here. "
"How?"
"We'll walk. Or something. "
They looked around.
"Er, do you know where we are?"
". . . Not quite:"
They looked around. Suddenly, a bullet struck the building in front of them.
"What the-"
"Sanji, it's the sheriff!"
He looked back. Sure enough, the sheriff was standing there, red eyes and gun in hand. He tried to shoot again, but the gun just clicked.
"He's out of bullets, quick, run!"
The two of them ran away. They noticed the silhouette of the hotel and went towards it. Sanji glanced at Nami.
"The hotel was right after the town entrance, right?"
"yeah, let's go!"
"Wait, something's wrong. . . "
Suddenly, he grabbed her and ducked. A bulled went flying over their heads.
"Is that the sheriff?"
"No. . . "
Several townspeople gathered around them, eyes shining crimson. Some of them had guns.
"Sanji, what're we gonna do?"
"I don't know. . . "
In a flash, a few of them fell to the ground, unconscious.
"what?!"
They looked back, just in time to see a group of policemen, armed with riffles, shoot the townspeople.
"Chief, I found two kids! They're normal, I think!"
Sanji and Nami looked at each other and back at the police guys.
"Come here!" yelled one of the officers, who looked only slightly older than them.
The couple ran towards the officers, who quickly ran forwards, shooting the townspeople.
"Wait, are you killing them?!"
The young policeman shook his head.
"Tranquilizer darts. They're only sick, so we won't kill them, o'course!"
The couple looked at each other again.
"They're sick?" asked Sanji.
"Yeah, it's makin'em delusional. Why'd ya think they're. . . Uh. . . Killing. . . Just come this way please. "
They followed him to the car.
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"So, your car simply stopped in front of the hotel?"
"Yes, officer. . . "
It was 5 days since they arrived at that cursed town. Sanji told the whole story to the police captain in front of him. As he finished, the captain looked like he was shocked.
"Is that all true?"
"Of course. "
"Very well. You may leave. "
Sanji got up and walked out the interrogation room. Nami was waiting for him outside.
"So? How'd it go?"
He shrugged.
"As well as it could have gone. "
"Let's go?"
"Yeah. . . "
As they walked away from the police station, Sanji sighed sadly.
"I still can't believe all that happened. "
"Yeah. . . "
"Even so, I'm just happy both of us are alive and well. With nothing but sad memories to remind us of that hell we went through. "
Nami guiltily looked away. The golden idol she stole was hidden deep in her dresser, between layers of clothes.
"Nami, are you listening to me?!"
"Uh?"
He looked sadly at her.
"I said I love you. "
"Oh. . . Oh! I love you too! Sorry, I'm just. . . "
"I know. It's been a rough week. "
They looked at each other and smiled slightly.
"But at least we're together. "
Extra:Cast Party
Erase: Holy shit, I actually finished something.
Zoro: Hurrah. You finished killing all of us off.
Nami: Wrong, killing most of us off. Ha. Ha. HA!
Robin: Don't be mean.
Erase: Well, what's a horror story without the killings?"
Usopp: A nice one? This was terrible!
Luffy: What're you talking about Usopp? It was awesome!
Usopp: You died!
Luffy: So?
Brooke: You broke my heart with this story. Even though I don't have a heart. YOHOHO, SKULL JOKE!
Erase: That's not funny.
Franky: It really isn't.
Erase: Well, I'm just happy I managed to finish something.
Sanji: I'm happy I was paired with my lovely Nami-san!
Nami: Shut up. I'm just happy I wasn't killed.
Zoro: You were lucky.
Nami: It's not luck, it's charm. She loves me!
Zoro: Oh yay, you're the object of affection of a depraved teenager with a knack for writing stories about characters from something she supposedly loves, dying brutally.
Erase:. . . I'm right here.
Zoro: I know.
Erase:. . . Anyway, I'd like to thank all the readers. I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Nami: Thank you guys.
Luffy: Wait, but what does that statue thingy have to do with the rest of plot?
Chopper: Yeah, it seems a loose end. . . Unless. . .
Robin: You're planning something.
Usopp: No. No, not a-
Zoro: A SEQUEL?!
Erase: Errrr, no comments! Okay, my adorable readers, I gotta scram. Before, you know, the Straw Hats kill me. Kay, bye!
THANKS FOR READING