Chapter 2: Traumatic Memories

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Behind that dark, oak tree was Jay Scotty. As soon as Squilliam saw him a detailed past between Squilliam and Jay Scotty began to play inside Squilliam's head...

     It was October 12, 1963, Squilliam just finished his first year of furnishing his mansion. He began to realize the loneliness he feels in this hollow, old-style mansion. Squilliam began to weep sorrowfully. He decided to go to his local grocery store, know as Kuku mart. When he went there dressed casually he strolled his way towards the back of the store where they kept the mozzarella cheese sticks packaged in a vintage 1934 style box. At the corner of his eyes Squilliam spotted a young Janitor wearing a plain old red shirt. This man had lifeless gold eyes with a buzzed head and a tanned skin. Squilliam quickly decided to introduce himself to this man. Squilliam could feel his heart drumming violently against his chest. This man was famous, he knew it inside of himself. Squilliam tried to mutter some words.

"H-h-hell-hel-hello" Squilliam  muttered.

"I ain't ever seen two pretty best friends, always one of em got..." said Jay Scotty.

Squilliam began to shriek violently and thrashing his body against the various aisles and refrigerated beverages. He now realized who he was talking to. Squilliam began to hear ringing in his ears as he knew his end would come. He quickly left the store and tried to sprint towards his 1934 Mustang. Unfortunately it was nowhere in sight. Squilliam fell to the ground and everything began to black out. He left his mind go blank. Clouds were forming in his vision, everything began to go blurry. Squilliam's heart pace began to slow down. He had no worries left in his soul. He felt so comfortable laying outside of a grocery store, laying on asphalt. He began to close his eyes and everything bad began to go away.

In his dreams he began to remember someone. This person he had seen many times in his life. This person was evil, purely evil. His name wasn't Jay Scotty. His name wasn't Ninja. His name was DREAM!!!

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