After, I don't know how long, I walked in this never ending temple run shit in a straight line as if I was in an optical illusion, I finally found the onahole.

I mean, I finally found what I was looking for.

Johnson's cabin was in front of my eyes.

It was as if I was a married actor but was allowed to do kissing scenes under the pretense of the script requirements.

All the fatigue I felt during the running went away—like a wife after knowing that she could get millions in alimony—as the sight of the cabin worked like a medicine.

I turned around to share my delight with Jack.

"We finally found the cabi—"

I paused because his face wasn't how I expected it to be.

His eyes had glares for me like he was a fat woman and I was a waiter who made her wait for ten seconds. His chest heaved up and down while looking at me as if he was a bollywood heroine in an item song.

I would have thought that he was horny if not for his pants staying in their rightful place.

Therefore, I figured he was angry and there could only be one reason for his anger.

I sighed. "Come on, man. We found the cabin. We can leave this level now. The faster we move the earlier we can make your body comfortable. So just chill for a second."

I was in a good mood so I explained to him nicely with a smile. Like how a doctor tells you you are going to die but smiles because you still have one day left.

After I said that, Jack stared at me. The smile on my lips remained like semen after a blowjob.

But the glare of the ghost also remained the same.

I sighed once more and showed a wider smile. The smile that strangers show before gaining the trust of a child.

I parted my lips and was about to speak some more sense when Jack raised his hand.

I closed my mouth and Jack's eyes darted towards my right hand that was holding his dead body.

I followed his gaze like women follow pedestrians while driving and saw the dead body.

As soon as I saw it, my eyes also widened.

"What the—Who is this? Where is your body?!" I screamed.

Jack clenched his jaw, staring at me. "You fucking dumbass bitch! This is my body!"

I gulped.

But I won't show it on my face.

"Hahaha. It really is your body. I must say, this look suits you too."

I laughed, trying not to choke because fake laughing is harder than an erection in the morning.

Jack, however…

"This new look suits my body? Are you for real? You made me bald! All my hair got burnt because of you not putting out its fire. And did you even look behind my body? Turn it around. See its back side. Now!"

"Come on, man. This is not the time to ask for a rating. I will check you out later."

"I am not asking for a goddamn rating! Turn it around and see for yourself!" Jack's voice grew louder as time passed and before he could become super saiyan or worse, a karen, I obliged to him.

I let go of his left leg and used my leg and brought it under Jack's body.

I was just about to roll his dead body to see its back side when I saw the ghost's glare intensifying so I removed my leg from under him and bent down to use my hands.

I rolled his body around like a fat woman before standing up from the bed and saw his backside.

His ghost form watched over me from above like an overenthusiast god as I watched his body's back side.

My eyes glued to the view and I formed some words in my mind to say without triggering the ghost.

"This is a nice fashion. You are setting trends, bro. I will buy one like this too. And what a cool tattoo." I said with a wide smile.

Jack stared at my smile like he was seeing a writer with a girlfriend and then he snapped.

"You dickhead! It's not fashion. My coat and shirt are torn completely from the back side. And that is not a tattoo. That is a god damn bruise because of all the violent dragging you did to come here!"

"... Still looks cool."

"I will mak—"

"Alright, listen, man. The alarm has been rung. The whole prison now knows that we have escaped. We can be ambushed the moment we move to the ninth floor. We could die. And you are worried about your already dead body? It couldn't be deader. Your body is already at the last stage. It just wasn't qualified for heaven that's why it is still here. Still, I know you love your body so after we escape, I will make sure your body comes in its normal self. I promise you. So please, for the sake of my cheeks safety, calm down about your body and let me survive this. I beg you, pal. Let me take the help of your body."

I poured all the pitifulness in my voice like a cheating wife after being caught and requested Jack to stop worrying about his body and let me use it. My eyes also found some water in them as I acted like a veteran actor and it looked like it worked.

Jack's glare softened as he looked at me, eyes that we only show to beggars who have only one hand while the other stays inside their shirt.

"Pal, if you say it like that.." Jack pinched his eyes.

Yes. It worked. He is crying!

"I will definitely not allow you to use my body."

"Fucking helll!"

My eyes sucked the water back and I made up my mind.

"You know what, I will do anything it takes to get out of this prison. Your body stays with me and I will also make sure you get out of this prison too. I will still fulfill my promises I made to you about your body but I will certainly use your body as I see fit. And if you decide to betray me, I will make sure to chop your body in pieces and feed them to the dogs and make them allies. I have tried to explain using warmth but not anymore. The only warmth you will get now is inside another man's mouth. This is final and I won't hear anything from you. Cry all you want, bitch!"

I stood up, turned around towards Johnson's cabin and began dragging Jack's body again like an asian parent whose son only got 99 percent.

I heard some abuses behind my back but I paid them no mind and carried on.

In a few steps, I reached the door of the cabin and opened it like it was the door of a single mother's house.

I didn't look around as my eyes went straight for the cupboard standing in the corner of the cabin like a husband starring in a cuckold genre.

I went there, pushed the cupboard aside as if it were women's rights and saw a set of stairs going upwards.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward.

Level Nine, here I come.

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