Two Sided (TS Book 1) [SEE PROFILE FOR DETAILS]

Chapter 30- The End..

"PRAMN IT, I WAS SO CLOSE."

Socks' mocking laugh rang and dissipated from my head as I froze in place. I didn't hear anything from the basement anymore. Nadwe's heavy gasps for air were suddenly muted. Laff's incoming footsteps faded out of earshot. The darkness of the musty, cement basement became a dark, cornflower blue, as if it were about five in the morning and the sun was about to rise. I thought,

What is happening here?

Cautious, I blinked and looked around. I saw the dusty dirt beneath my feet, and two pairs of boots on either side of mine, meanwhile my brain subconsciously shrugged off the fact that my feet were now covered in scales instead of assorted colors of fabric. Looking ahead, I could only see about three feet ahead of me before the world would fade into black. I grew concerned when I thought,

They didn't find the tearglass somehow, right?

Nervous, I looked down at my hands. Blaze-orange scales replaced white gloves, as if I were a teenager. I felt my breathing quicken as I saw two human hands grab onto my shoulders, again. My own, young thoughts echoed through my mind, word for word:

"This can't be how we go down. Not like this. We said we would be together, and happy. Not dead."

I started panicking. I couldn't help it.

No, no, no- not again, please. Please, no, not again.

Before the new world flashed into view, I heard a voice I hadn't heard in centuries. Once again, word for word:

"Please, if you kill us, just don't let Blaze watch. He doesn't need to see his own parents get killed."

I felt my eyes well up with warm tears that stung me with any attempt to hold them back. My breathing became ragged, and my palms began to sweat. Suddenly, the darkness retreated despite my hope that I wouldn't have to see.

There they were right in front of me, against the Grand Survivor, bleeding with tears in both of their eyes. I tried to close my eyes, but I physically couldn't manage to squint. I watched in horror as tears streamed down my face, for the second time. The human soldiers quickly pulled out their spears and aimed, for the second time. My parents, Victoria and Boroan, looked at me, for the last time. I whispered under my breath as I sobbed,

"Please.. don't kill my parents."

Before they both were going to be stabbed and skewered through the torso with spears, I heard Nadwe mutter,

"Meme.."

I was suddenly snapped back to my current mind, instead of living in the past. I suddenly didn't care whether this was reality or not. This was our deal. Gasping for air through my sobs, I ripped out of the grip of the humans, just in time for—

"Gul- DRULVIC? WHAT THE HELL?"

Socks' voice screamed through my mind, shooting a pain throughout my entire head. It felt like the screeching of nails on a chalkboard were stabbing into my skull. Finally getting oriented with my surroundings again, I realized that while I had run out of the 'grip' around my shoulders, I ran out of the "boiler room" that I had nearly killed Tbh, Nadwe, and Blaza in.

Clumsily passing Ryzo and slamming my head into the wall opposite of the boiler room, along with two of my tentacles, an acidic, nauseating feeling crawled up my throat. My mind suddenly went blank, my only focus being to try and hold down a bunch of black, stress-induced puke. I turned left and bolted forward, which was not a wise decision. I felt like a drunk: lightheaded, not being able to walk straight, and vomiting black sludge onto the wall in front of me. The back of my eyes ached afterward, as black waterfalls burst out of them and splashed onto the floor like they were hoses as well. It was called "waterfall syndrome".