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—❝𝘋𝘖𝘕'𝘛𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘋𝘈𝘙𝘌❞— ♡ (this happens to be in mainly norman's perspective, so it'll be all over the place to reflect his thought processes and how he feels whilst planning, sorry!!)
'FOOL [NAME] AND EMMA. no way! i want them to be happy. especially her. and i personally want to bring everyone along, too! it'll be fine. i'm perfectly capable of doing it.
i... i think.'
norman opened his eyes, shivering at the cool air.
where was his blanket?
it was at this moment it dawned on him that he was... wet. he sat up, examining his clothes. they were soaked. wait. he immediately scrambled to his feet, darting his eyes in various directions.
bodies.
the floor was littered with the bodies of his beloved siblings, the familiar blood red flower that he had seen that day he learned the truth stared back at him, mindlessly absorbing the fresh liquid from their chests. "...everyone...!"
soft groaning caught norman's attention, his head whipping itself to the left, catching sight of something unruly. "..ray..? what-... i..."
said boy reached for his friend, gasping for air. "that's why i... told... you..." was all he could utter before collapsing to the floor.
"ray!" he shouted, grabbing ray and pulling him over his shoulder. he frantically looked around, noticing emma not too far away. he hauled ray over, tears pricking at his eyes whilst he neared her body, but held them back. "i got you, emma, ray... i-i... i got you..."
picking up emma's body as well, he shakily stood up, feeling weak in the knees. his breath was becoming labored, and he knew he couldn't hold his friends for long.
but.
where was [name]?
"you lost." a mature and soothing yet familiar voice said, their words echoing through the gate's walls. norman froze in his place, his back facing the voice. he didn't dare look. "you really didn't think you would escape, did you? with everyone?" they chuckled, the sound poisoning his ears. he bit the inside of his cheek, glancing to the side.
