Sapnap's POV
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He was in a field, and beautiful white peonies surrounded him. Each step he took squished the flowers, making a track of crumpled flowers behind him.
Wind swirled around him, lashing and tugging at him.
The sky was a pretty, mixed orange and purple color, the sun rising.
"Hello?" His voice begged for an answer.
But, no one came.
Well, at least no p̶e̶r̶s̶o̶n̶
In the edge clearing, hidden by the trees, was a figure.
At first glance, one could easily assume that the figure was in fact a person.
As the figure stepped out into the light, however, it's features could be seen.
The creature(?) was as dark as night, it looked like a living silhouette, or shadow. It had a hunched posture, and spikes that came out of its back.
It had clawed finger tips, dripping with blood. Cuts and scratches littered it's body, blood seeping from the wounds. The nicks looked as if barbed wire had ripped open its skin.
It had scaly skin, and long, sharp fangs.
And it had soulless eyes, completely white, devoid of any pupils, devoid of any reassurance that what he was staring at was human.
Was it human though?
It didn't move, simply staring at him.
Electricity rippled through the air around it, cackling, and taunting him.
He watched as the white peonies wilted, petals rapidly falling off as the flowers turned to ashen mush.
He tried to step back, but suddenly, the ground disappeared underneath his feet.
He was sent falling into darkness. No flower field, no creature, just a black void and the whoosh of air as he fell.
The air was snatched from his lungs, he felt like he was suffocating, drowning yet there was no water.
He screamed for air, for anything.
He waited for this nightmare to end, for his vision to go dark and the suffering to end.
The sweet release of death never came, he only continued to suffocate, forever damned to rot in a literal hell.
̶N̶o̶t̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶n̶ ̶d̶e̶a̶t̶h̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶s̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶.̶
̶B̶e̶c̶a̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶a̶b̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶.̶
̶Y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶b̶l̶a̶m̶e̶,̶ ̶b̶l̶a̶m̶e̶,̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶b̶l̶a̶m̶e̶,̶ ̶b̶u̶t̶ ̶c̶o̶n̶s̶e̶q̶u̶e̶n̶c̶e̶s̶ ̶w̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶n̶t̶u̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ ̶c̶h̶o̶k̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶.̶
̶A̶n̶d̶ ̶w̶h̶o̶ ̶w̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶h̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶b̶l̶a̶m̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶n̶?̶
̶Y̶O̶U̶R̶S̶E̶L̶F̶
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