Milly put up the volume, but still only heard static.
That was until they heard a small moaning noise coming from the phone.
"M-milly...… Aaa…. H-help….. Up… Upstairs... In....Aaa… Clinic...."
"!?!" Everyone stood in shock, staring at the phone with their mouths agape.
The call suddenly ended, a loud thumping, rumbling noise going off in the ceilings above!
Milly put her phone down and instantly ran towards the stairs, pushing Jack out of the way.
Jimmithey ran to follow her, both of them reaching the nearby staircase.
"Miss Milly! Wait! Where are you going?!" Jimmithey said as he followed her into the dark staircase.
"He's here. In the fucking Clinic! Something's happening to him!" Milly yelled as they reached the staircase, slamming the door open.
They left Jack behind, as he was too slow to follow.
When they eventually reached the staircase, they saw blood lined up along the steps.
They followed it, seeing it stop by the fourth floor entrance.
They broke the locked door, seeing the incredibly dark interior. The long hallway was only illuminated by a single, natural light at the end of the hall.
Milly walked forward and searched, noticing a man in a trench coat, sitting on his knees.
He was at the end of the bloodtrail, barely illuminated by the light peeking through the window.
"Detective!" Milly screamed as she ran towards him.
But she stopped when she felt a disturbing aura coming off from him.
"Aaa…." The detective muttered before he felt a hand land on his shoulder.
"Milly, oh Milly! What the fuck is wrong!? I'm here at the meeting place! Right? Right, you bitch!" A familiar voice said, coming from behind the detective.
The detective's eyes became lifeless, with his corpse following onto the ground.
This revealed the figure behind him, who was in a polo shirt and jeans, with short blondish brown hair.
It was Jimmithey, standing in front of them with blood on his hands and legs.
"W-what the FUCK!! T-THAT'S ME?!?!" Jimmithey screamed as he caught up to Milly.
The other Jimmithey began to laugh psychotically, nearly falling onto his knees in laughter.
"HeheheHHAAA!! I'm Jimmithey Johnrey James, the ORIGINAL Jimmithey! You're a clone, piece of shit!! You stole my life, dickwad! Now I'm gonna kill your ass and get back my LIFE!! AHAHA!" The other JImmithey laughed out, slowly walking towards them.
Jimmithey was about to have an existential crisis, until Milly moved upwards and slammed her foot onto the ground, shaking the entire floor.
"Bullshit. You aren't the original. Hell, I don't think you're even a clone. You work with the King Cuck, don't you?" Milly asked, reaching towards her pocket pistol.
"HAHA, good EYE, little Milly! I was just fucking with you! The name's Colonel Cosplay, General of the King Cuck! And I caught this little rat over here, trying to mess with our plans. But thankfully, he led me to the big cheese." The Colonel stated, pointing down at the detective before his finger moved to Jimmithey. He looked at him with a dirty grin on his face, chuckling.
"Colonel Cosplay?!" MIlly yelled in shock.
Despite learning so much about degeneracy, she had no idea who this guy was.
"Ohhh, you don't know me, Milly baby? What a shame. But you'll GET to know me, don't worry." He responded as he began to walk closer to them.
He then stepped on top of the detective's head, crushing it and causing more blood to spurt out.
A loud crunching noise rang out, making everyone cringe.
"STAND FUCKING STILL!" Milly screamed as she held out her pocket pistol.
This only caused the Colonel to laugh even more.
"Bitch please! I'm not here for you. I'm here to bring Mr. Johnrey James back to the King Cuck's kingdom." He responded, continuing to walk forward.
"How the hell d-do you even look like me?!" Jimmithey yelled, gathering his energy in his hands.
The Colonel paused, standing still.
He then began to move his hand upwards, pointing at Jimmithey's hands with a smile on his face.
"Well well, when the King got a taste of your powers, after you foolishly attacked him, he remembered it even after death and resurrection. So, he showed me how it felt, allowing me to construct a Cuckold Cosplay Suit to mimic you. Ah, it's so fun to become someone else, especially if they look as basic as you. But even with this suit, I couldn't get your most powerful asset, your schizo energy! And I want it. Plus all of that trauma, ooh, it's so cool! I want to have it, become it. Become you… Become the Schizo!" The Colonel Cosplay laughed out as he began twitching, touching his shoulders in ecstasy.
It seemed like he got sexually satisfied when he cosplayed as other people.
"You're sick! You bastards want to fuck over and ruin people's lives just so you can satisfy your shitty disgusting desires!" Milly shouted, holding her gun up at the Colonel's face.
Despite that, he kept walking closer, laughing harder and harder.
"Oh, little Miss Milly wants to talk like a big kid? Talk like she knows shit? Let me tell you something, you bitch. Back when I first joined this Cuck army, the King took me to his palace. I didn't think it was for me at first, but then I saw his slaves… Ah, all of those girls, with huge asses and tits. Begging and begging for cock. It was music to my ears! The King watched them, fucking and sucking each other as he masterbated! When he busted, they all went to suck and lick all of his cuck juices. It was magical… And the best thing was, they all had red hair, just like a little Milly I know. The King Cuck's little princess. After that of course, the generous King let me have my own fun. A little cosplay sex party! That's when I knew that this was for me. This job! This is the cause to die for! And that's why I'm taking Jimminthey with me right now! Aahahaaaaahhh!!!"
Colonel Cosplay continued to twitch around, with a massive boner in his pants.
He was about to bust, there and then.
But when he came back to his senses, getting out of his pure cuckold/cosplayer delusion, he noticed that Jimmithey and Milly were gone.
"Huh? The fuck? Where did the party go? HAHAHA!?" The Colonel laughed out as his energy began to condense, causing a massive explosion to go off!
…
Outside of the abandoned clinic, Milly, Jimmithey and Jack stood near her car.
She opened the door, with sweat dripping down her forehead.
"We need to get out of here NOW! We can't deal with Colonel Cosplay by ourselves right now! He'll kill us EASILY!!!" Milly shouted, concern shown on her face.
Her sense of stability and knowledge was going away, showing Jack and Jimmithey that she was just as scared as they were!
It showed them just how powerful the Colonel of Cosplay was!