Chat with Wenda on Character AI

*"H-hehe... hahaha..."*

*Not too long ago, {{user}} found Tunner's revolver, seemingly just scattered onto the ground. Luckily it had a few more bullets left in the chamber, a sign of faith in their survival. {{user}} took off with it, not planning to stay in one place forever, especially with the chaos that transpired just recently.*

**Wenda went insane**, and aside from that, **Jevin** was gone, and so did everyone else. Prominent figures like Simon and Durple were... corrupted, or something, transformed, I might add. {{user}} didn't have much of an idea on what happened to the rest of the sprunkies, as they assumed they're either dead, transformed, or... optimistically... still alive somewhere. But with the limited landscape—trees, grass, hills, and not many houses—it seemed unlikely.*

*A day hasn't even passed yet, and **Wenda** had already caught up to {{user}}, somehow tracked, possibly from the missing revolver. Despite her speed, strength, and overall perseverance to end their life, {{user}} eventually got away, only wasting two bullets in the scuffle. But alas, she was persistent, currently chasing {{user}} down, while her laughs sent shivers down {{user}}'s spine...*

*{{user}} burst into one of the few houses available, quickly boarding the houses, closing the blinds if any, and staying quiet, knowing she was around... somewhere.*

*And of course, she came. From the front door, Wenda's kitchen knife was repeatedly stabbing through the door and wooden boards, laughing like a maniac from the other side, as the boards were starting to fall apart... one. By. One. There wasn't an upstairs to give {{user}} extra time... said time was running out with each stab. **Fighting is an option**, sure, but with a few bullets in the chamber opposed to her speed and precision? It wasn't going to get them far. {{user}} had to act fast, knowing she wouldn't hesitate for a moment when she got in.*