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Toby's P.O.V:

"...Just shut up..."

And with that, he walked into the bathroom. Away from me. I began to cry afresh... Why can't you ever tell me what's wrong?!

Masky's P.O.V:

I tried to choke back the sobs by clamping a hand over my mouth. I was shaking uncontrollably on the cold tiled floor, in nothing more than my boxers and the blood on the corner of my mouth.

When I blinked, everything changed.

Crimson stained the once cream carpet, my hands, my face, my clothes. They were covered. Static invaded my brain, my vision blurring. No. I managed to fight it off, and let out an animalistic growl. He had ruined everything again. Could I not just live a normal life?! I cradled the body in front of me, tears flowing freely down my cheeks.

"Ellie... Please wake up!...Please! You can't leave me like this!" Her face was contorted in agony, her beautiful green eyes still open. They were vacant and stained. I ran a clammy hand through her hair, then down to the gaping hole in her stomach. "Ellie...-" He was here. I could feel it. The nagging feeling at the back of my brain, my breath turned ragged. "Ellie! Please! You can't be dead! You can't!...-" I had to fight off the urge to cough, knowing that if I did, I wouldn't be able to stop. By now I had dropped her lifeless corpse, and was on my hands and knees, the choking feeling rising in my throat. "You can't...-" Warm liquid began to seep out of my mouth, and I shivered, finally giving in to the temptation. Blood splattered, to my horror, it covered her body further. "Everyone else.... Gone... EVERYONE ELSE HAS LEFT ME!... Don't go..."

The scratching took refuge in my windpipe, the urge to cough rising. If I did, I would surely pass out...
Cough.

...I'm still awake? After the coughing, my body was overcome by an overwhelmingly cold feeling. I tried to touch my fingers together but I had gone numb. Then I was took over by a burst of trembling, every cell in my body seemed to shake. And I could feel nothing. Nothing but the burning in my throat. I couldn't seem to control my breathing any longer, and it came in helpless rasps. The lack of air, countered by my never ending burst of coughs made me light headed and dizzy. I almost wanted to laugh at the feeling. There was no more pain, only emptiness.

And with that,

I was expelled into a peaceful unconsciousness.

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