Little Nightmares 2 | Stories told through art [ON HOLD]

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"Text of speech" - ???'s Narrative

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Picture:
Restart

Time:
Present

Known artist:
Unknown

Story:
Come back

*Six Narrative*

Within confines of the school, the remains of a child lays on the floor, bleeding... dead.

"Why do you do it?"

Six stands over them, only there and asking towards a child who can no longer hear her, or even move.

"How many times will it take you realize your mistake?"

Questioning them in confusion. He would not understand if he were still conscious.

"How many times have you died... for me?"

Visions of past things she has done replayed in her head. Everytime he died was by her fault.

"You will fall..."

"You will stumble..."

"And you do it all for me..."

"Why do you push through it all for me"

Countless times he has fell from great heights, captured, killed, by her cause she purposely killed him, and by the same reasons she did nothing when he needed her most.

And she would continue to leave him for dead.

Six kneels down on his side. She could see his true face under the bag, that of which he never would've allowed her to view.

"But... I suppose it doesn't matter to you. You're always by my side no matter what I do to you. You need me... and..."

Reaching for his paper bag she slips it off from his lifeless corpse. The force of the bucket filled with hard material making his head bleed a rush.

Faint trickles of red pouring from his mouth, splitting his head open and creating a red puddle underneath.

Six: I need you.

Pulling his head up she leaned her head in towards his and whispered softly in his ear with an unsettling smile on her face.

Six: After all...

"You always come back"

Mono: *Terrified gasp*

Mono sat up from the floor with his heart pounding and his head aching. He looked around himself shaking as his bag was still on his head.

He would've appeared to have awoken from a dream, but he felt like he just died as he felt his breath fading away, being unable to breathe for the past moment.

His mind in a daze, he collected himself as he felt fractured, but all that matters to him is that it was just a dream.

Searching left and right he notices, Six by his side sitting down. It would seem she woke up first and was waiting for him to get up.

Getting back on his feet he stretched his hand out for her to take to pick up, and she took it without a second thought.

Holdings hands as they continued to travel the school for another way out, Six stayed behind as, Mono took the lead.

Unknown to him, Six's hands still held remaining stains of red that she made quick work of as she wiped it off to hide any trace of it.

Still holding a malicious grin for him unable to see. He'll always come back, she knew it. She needs him, and the cycle would repeat, for as long as it mattered to her...

So long as she gets to survive.