Is This A Joke?! Something happens somewhere in Death City.... (Open)

A man sneezed...........

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Then, out of nowhere, he noticed a young girl with black hair slowly walk twords him through the darkness. A thick fog behind her sliding along the ground as she looked at him with a twisted smile and red eyes that felt much more innocent than they actually were. Her outfit seemed coated in splatters of blood. She raised her arm as a shadowy mass formed from the darkness, bulging and growing, expanding like a balloon. When it finally burst, a series of black patchwork cats made of what seemed like fabric shot out from it, each with blades partially sticking out of their clunky foot-less limbs.

Before he could even react, his body was a mangled torn mess, spraying blood everywhere as the fake cats egerly opened their mouths and tried to eat his wounded fleash. Razorblades lined their jaws, providing much needed tools to rip and tear into the bystander as their master watched from a distance, completely unphased by the horrific sight.

"Meow meow meow!" A few of them said, desperately ripping with their claws to try and get around the feasting mouthes of the ones who attacked first and reach his juicy meat. "Meooowwww!"