Chapter 90 (Welcome to Purgatory)

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PURGATORY!

Preston: (stands at the fence off Camp Epsilon and looks off into the dense never ending fog)

Griffin: Fucks with your mind doesn't it 

Preston: G, your dead 

Griffin: As Dead as you are 

Preston: It's just so much too take in

Griffin: 10 Years of memories all fake, and I'm really still a 14 year old it sucks, I like booze man

Preston: (chuckles) You always were funny 

Griffin: Shame we never were that close in the real world 

Preston: Well, here's to Purgatory bringing us closer 

Vincent: Hello Preston

Griffin: Oh it's the ex dramaaaaa

Preston: See you around Griff

Vincent: Hey

Preston: Dead huh

Vincent: I trusted the wrong people and I paid for it.....but I understand you might have a way to give me, give all of us a second chance

Preston: Me what do you mean

Carson J: That totem around your neck IT'S OUR TICKET OUT OFF HERE!

William: Use it! Use it now!

Noah FM: Yes get us home!!

Preston: I don't know how to use it

Carson: BULLSHIT YOU JUST DON'T WANT TO 

William: We use it ourselves 

Caleb: Even if we have to prye it off your corpse!!!!!

Noah FM: GET HIM!!!!!

Brock, Ethan, Romeo and Chad: (block them)

William: GET OUT OF THE WAY!

Brock: Attacking Preston won't accomplish anything 

Romeo: He doesn't know how to bloody use it and neither do any of you lot 

Caleb: I don't think he's trying to hard 

Ethan: He just got here give him a moment 

Noah FM: Time is endless here 

William: Yeah, I don't know if I have been here for a day, week, year, decade 

Carson: I'M GOING NUTTY!

Ethan: Your right, this is our best bet for a return to our world but attacking him will acoomplish nothing 

Preston: (runs off)

Caleb: Oh would you look at that he got away

Chad: Good 

Carson: Gentleman.......ATTACK!

Brock: Fucking hell

(A Fight breaks out)

Preston: (Runs into the shower house and hides) Fucking hell (He keeps a tight grip on the pendant and he breaks down crying)

A Hand: (Is extended to Preston)

Preston: (looks up)

Turin: Hey you

Preston: Turbo (breaks down crying)

Turin: (embraces him tightly)

Ryler: How's he doing

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