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Author's Note: I wanted to post this yesterday, but, unfortunately for me, I couldn't edit it in time before I played Dungeons and Dragons.

 Luckily, I managed to get the editing done today.... 

 There's a drawing that goes along with this, and, on top of that, I think I can finally post some drawings to Masked. 

 Enjoy the oneshot though..

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 Extra Note: I still think it's important that you all read note I made in my Random Ideas 4 book. It's important. I'm going to commit to the idea. There's only one day left.

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 Bdubs' POV:

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 My body twitched causing whatever was sniffing me to yelp and crawl away from me. I flinched at the loud noise as I slowly opened my eyes. 

 Immediately, I forced my eyes shut again with a soft whine. 

 It's too bright.

 Why is it so bright? 

 A painful twitch caused my arms to briefly move as I felt the vines around my arms shudder. When I opened my eyes again, this time squinting, I looked around the sterile, white room. This... This isn't my bedroom..

 Slowly, I rolled onto my side and flinched as my head brushed the ground. 

 Gingerly, I touched the back of my head and felt the cottony bandages that wrapped around my skull. For some reason, I still had my hair.

 As I forced myself to sit up, I smacked against a white wall.

 Had that been there before?

 I thought.

 This room's incredibly bright, so there's a chance that I wouldn't have noticed it before. I blinked a couple of times and winced again as the bandage that was close to my eye pulled down a bit.

 " G-Great..." I coughed and rubbed at my throat.

 Strange.

 My voice's hoarse, and, on top of that, it seems like I haven't spoken for days... I coughed a couple of more times and lowered my head. 

 I'm thirsty... 

 No, it's not that I'm thirsty... It's that I'm dehydrated...

 My head panged as I let out a shaky sigh and scanned the white room. It was then, with my burning, achy eyes, that I took notice of the black square in the farthest corner of the room.

 "....?" I tilted my head. 

 Against my better judgement, I moved towards the black square then froze.

 Red eyes...

 A pair of red, glowing eyes was staring back at me.

 " U-Uh..." I mumbled as I began to back away. As I moved back, a low voice came from the darkness, 

 " B-Bdubs? Is that really you?"

 A harsh chill went across my entire body. 

 What should I say?

  If I say yes, then whoever's on the other side could attack me. Without weapons and with these damages, I'm practically a deer in the headlights. But, on the other hand, if I say no, then this person could be upset or catch me within a lie.

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