Two Sided (TS Book 1) [SEE PROFILE FOR DETAILS]

Chapter 10- Not the Right Answer..

He had woken up from a nightmare, and looked around frantically before going back to sleep. Before he resumed his sleep though, one thing caught his eye. The same red dots from last night were there once again.

WHAT THE H- Wait, this is just another fictional demon right? This is sleep paralysis, right? I'm okay! I'm okay. Just go back to sleep.

He then moved to get comfortable, and tried to relax, but thoughts kept rushing throughout his mind like a waterfall. And then one he thought of was what set him off.

How did I readjust my body if I'm in sleep paralysis..?

This made his body and mind get the worst case of uncontrollable fear. He started sweating and shaking almost immediately. His eyes burst open, but he still didn't take his eyes off the wall he was facing. He didn't dare look at the creature. He curled his body into a ball, almost as if he was doing a cannonball into a pool. He then tugged on the strings of his Cookie Monster suit so it would cover his face. In his mind, he knew it wouldn't do anything if the creature was looking to kill him, but he honestly didn't care.

He felt the creature's footsteps coming to the edge of the bed. They sounded deadly, but light. He saw the shadow of something sprouting from the monster, like it was getting ready to do something horrific. At this point, he didn't know what to do. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't. His throat was too dry. Even if he tried, who knows if anyone would hear him. He was ready to meet Muffin again. He was focusing on what the afterlife would be like.

I'M DEAD. JUST KILL ME ALREADY YOU SICK BEAST!!

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"How much longer do you think he'll be out for?"

"Not much longer. At max, a couple more hours. At the least, he could wake up right now."

"Um, shouldn't I be the one that does the medical approximations?"

"Yeah, yeah.. alright Dr. MemeGod.."

"Well, according to my calculations, it shouldn't be much longer. The span of time is right now, to a couple of hours."

"That's literally what I just said."

"Yeah, because you were correct with your calculations!"

"SO WHY DID YOU NEED TO SAY IT YOURSELF?!"

This went on for a couple more minutes until Meme eventually proved Laff wrong. (Laff really just let it be..) The one thing they didn't know was that Socks could hear them. It was like he was paralyzed. He couldn't move, open his eyes, talk, nothing. He had been awake for several hours now, just listening to them talk, listening to his own thoughts, anything to keep him occupied. The three, who sounded like Meme, Laff and Blaza, then left the room, leaving Socks alone again for the third time. He then started getting lost in his own thoughts. He thought about a lot of things in that time period. He thought about what everyone might be doing, if he could move any part of his body, and so on. He then eventually fell asleep.

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"Finally.. it was about time I gained control again."

He raised himself from his bed, and looked at the clock. It was 2:09 in the morning.

"Perfect."

He whispered to himself. He then exited his room, and tried not to make any noise. He attempted to keep his tentacles from bumping into the walls, or anything really, but they touched the walls very lightly.