Chapter 7

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[Something's Missing]

Tøny found himself in a very dark place, so dark that it looked like some sort of abyss, standing in front of a strange figure who was dressed in Tøny's exact clothes except their coat's front was open and a dark red tie could be seen hanging on their shirt, and they had a black baseball cap on, which covered their face because their head was tilted down.
The figure was sitting on an aqua colored office chair, never looking up to reveal their face.
Tøny was confused immediately, and felt his body unable to move, as if he was paralyzed.

[Seda: "Are you having fun yet?"]

Tøny: "What?! Where am I? What is this place?!"

[Seda: "Why haven't you left, after all the horrific things you've read? Are you simply curious as to how it ends? Perhaps you already know, and you've come back for other reasons."]

Tøny: "Who THE HELL are you?!"

[Seda: "I think the appropriate question to ask is, who are you?"]

Tøny: "Why should I give answers to you? Are you interrogating me or something? Have I been captured in my sleep? Where are the others?! Tell me where my crew is!"

[Seda: "I have better questions to ask. Why would things be written the way they are? Why would anyone write such things? And why are you reading them all over again?"]

Tøny: "What in the ACTUAL FUCK are you talking about?!"

[Seda: "Do you enjoy the violence? Do you really like hurting other people?"]

Tøny: "Of course I do! I fucking love it! It's the only reason I live for! It is why I'm still alive!"

[Seda: "Is it? Or perhaps the writer wrote it all as a cry for help. A last resort to gain attention, before breaking down and losing his mind in silence."]

Tøny: "I don't understand any of this! Just what the FUCK IS GOIN' ON?!"

[Seda: "You will never know the truth. And it is all your own fault."]

Tøny: "How dare you! I know the truth! I've always known the truth! I AM TRUTH!"

[Seda: "But it's okay, because nothing really matters in the end. Does it?"]

Tøny: "Stop bullshitting me with this crap! I'll kill you! I'll FUCKING rip your head off! I'll murder your ass! Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh! Fuuuuuuuu—

Matt: "Tøny! TØNY! Get up man! It's just a nightmare!"

Tøny: "Eh... my head... huh? Matt? Why are you standing over my bed? What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Matt: "I woke you up man. You were rolling around in your bed punching everything, shouting curses and shit. Just what sort of fucked up nightmare were you having?"

Tøny: "Oh... I'm not sure... it was... strange."

Matt: "I thought you were only capable of having dreams where you murder dozens in cold blood."

Tøny: "Yeah... I thought so too."

Matt: "You okay? I've never seen you sweat this much."

Tøny: "I'm fine. Now get the fuck outta here. I'm goin' back to sleep."

Matt: "You sure man? You were freaking out."

Tøny: "I said get the fuck out of my room! I'm trying to get some sleep."

Matt: "Aight then."

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