Ranboo POV
I was looking around, knowing that there was something that would lead to Tubbo. I could just feel it. I could feel that he was in this house and that he needed out.
'Carpet..'
What was that? It sounded like Tubbos voice.
'Carpet..'
Carpet? What about a carpet?
'Under the carpet..'
Under the carpet? But what carpet?
Living room.
I ran to the living room and saw a huge carpet. I lifted it up and saw a hatch door.
Bingo.
"See? No Tubbo here." I heard Fundy shout. I guess he heard me scurrying around.
"Then, what's this?" I asked, "Let's go in then, if Tubbo isn't here. It's not like you're.. hiding something, right?" I smirked. As his eyes widened.
He had been caught.
"W-well, we don't have to go down there! Because-"
"Because, why?" I interrupted.
"B-because.."
Before he could finish his sentence I swing open the trap door and saw stairs. I ran down them before Fundy could interrupt me.
As soon as I got down the stairs a horrendous stench appeared.
And then I saw him.
It was Tubbo.
Or at least I think it was Tubbo.
But it was. I would recognize that outfit anywhere.
It didn't look like him at all.
His hair was a mess, covered in blood.
His clothes were stained with blood.
He was covered in blood.
He was dead.
I saw his guts.
It made me want to puke.
I could see what I assume were tear marks on his face.
His eyes were open.
Wide open.
It
Was
Terrifying
.
He
Looked
Scared
.
I
Could
Tell
He
Did
Not
Want
To
Die
.
I
Did
Not
Want
Him
To
Die
.
Why
Did
It
Have
To
Be
Him
?
Why
Tubbo
?
Why
Not
Me
.
Why
Not
Me
?
W
H
Y
N
O
T
M
E
?
!
W h y c o u l d n t i t b e m e
W h y d i d i t h a v e t o b e h i m
W H Y N O T M E ?
W H Y N O T M E ?
W H Y H I M ?
W
H
Y
D
I
D
I
T
H
A
V
E
T
O
B
E
H
I
M
?
Water greets my eyes, but I dare not let out a sound.
I feel my knees crash.
The water is no longer a stream, but a river.
No longer a river, a waterfall.
The noises want to come out, but I don't let them.
———————
"Hi! I'm Tubbo! Who are you?" Was what he first said to me.
"I'm Ranboo." I responded.
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