I cant breathe. Its suffocating me. Collecting in every part me. Sealing me up. It goes into my eye sockets. I cannot see anymore. It just burns and rips me apart.
Why would they do this to me? Why would they force me into here... I'm beginning to forget who the good guy is.
A gloved hand reaches in and pulls me out. Starting with my arm and then grabbing my ribs, he carries me over to the stand again. I'm held by my underarms on the cold metal, my feet barley touching the bottom.
He closes the door to my glass stand and locks it shut.
"I'll be back to do more details later" Horror says quietly "gotta let it dry up... or is it the other way around? I'm not sure. Oh well" he chuckles and limps out.
Error waves and follows Horror, but Nightmare waits, his arms crossed.
He's waiting for something. I don't know what, but he is waiting for something.
"i-im sorry... let me out" I plead, in near tears
"no."
"I.. I don't wanna be alone" I plead harder
"Too bad. You know what you did and why you're here. Think about it'' He snarled and left, slamming the door
The whole room is engulfed in darkness until the candles flicker on. Magic is cool bro.
They dance around, lighting up certain parts of the room. Only certain parts as said, leaving others in mysterious darkness.
"lemme out" I say to the door, hoping someone will open it and bring me away from this. Maybe Dream will.
Dream... I remember Dream.
It opens up in an overwhelming memory surge. I begin to shake and get extremely cold. Confused and light headed.
He is a warm person. A kind and happy person. One who brings positivity wherever he goes. A person who always encourages everyone. A person who I love.
Yeah I think that's right. I love Dream. And I'm gonna get back to him. Any way I can.
The thought puts a smile on my face.
Unless... Dream is making me think this. I'm being delusional and ridiculous. I need the porlince and he takes it away.
But .....what if I dont need it? What if Dream was right. Nightmare was the person to put it on me if I remember it correctly. What if he's trapping me. It does make me feel safer anyway...
Oh I'm so confused. What should I do??
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I wanna hear it
should ink
a: go with the golden bitch
or
b: go with the goopy disappointment who failed grade 3 math
and if you read this in the sherk mirror voice you got it right.
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