˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 10 - 𝘕𝘪𝘤𝘬

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Donald's whining and crying and making a whole scene. What could I have expected from such a manbaby? I catch him looking at Orlin. Ooh, is he falling for him now? Christ, stick to one person. He goes into a separate cell, thank god. Donald begins critiquing the jail cell. I'm not sure what he was expecting, I mean it is a jail cell. I mock him, just to show that I'm petty.

I see some shady creature in the distance, I must be hallucinating. This can't possibly be real..Unless it is.

A void opens up behind this..3 pointed creature. Oh, knowing me and my feces, my poop was already rolling down in the deep by now. I shriek. This is absolutely horrifying. It looks like one of Mister Maker's shapes from that British TV show. The officers run, leaving us in the jail cell, locked, to die.

I dang well know it's real. Trump, Orlin and I are screaming. Trump says his final words "I love you, Nick." I tell him the same, I can't be mad forever. The creature yells out one word. One word. One rather distorted and confusing word, as if it's just learned English.

Ṡ̴̨̘͔̥̑̈́̄̀̉̿̕õ̴̢̤̞̜̲̕u̶̧̡̧͙͙͉̹̻̅͛̾̓̈͜͜p̷͍͇̲̎̀̀̐̓͌́̾̚͜͠

It says.

Our whole world perishes. Reality has diminished. We're done. 

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