the after apocalyps

episode 3

sweet tooth was about 4 when the castle got invaded by these weird moving statues they would stand outside of the door of whatever room you were in and if you didn't smash them specifically In the head or the heart random keys started appearing every where along with new doors hallways even new towers to the point the castle became a maze so igneel gave sweet tooth a backpack with a Pepsi a notebook a flip phone with a full card and some headphones then chose a family erased his memory and left him who was a her at the time with a family of punks but just as igneel said never judge a book by its cover just because the art is pretty doesn't mean its a good book. but there were other kids like cheese stick ones who weren't fully on this plane of existence on what he assumed was a world of their own, all wearing those black hoodies that covered most of their faces, the ones who had a smile painted on their face with teeth like a wolf's and the one who wore glasses not really unlike how someone dressed up as an angel would wear glasses. it wasn' t like he understood it or anything but after a long while he learned to be afraid of them because they made him feel like he was the only kid that hadn't been born on this world he called his.
it didn't take long before the people on his side began to turn away and find new beginnings bringing things to a means to an  end because they found another way to get from A to B and now everyone was looking for their place somewhere else and not for him, the only person who had no reason to believe any different and it wasn' t like he could blame them for not wanting to associate with him. and maybe it was better this way because there was still that nagging voice in the back of his head that told him to run away from this place and try to find more people like he did when he first came here, but he' couldn't the voices were to loud and the claws of the crows would always bring them right back to the beginning  and he' d had enough of running, of waiting around and wondering what next would happen because sometimes there wasn't anywhere to go. so instead he stayed and kept trying to learn how to make cookies and how to make fun of the people with glasses, he learned how to play the ocarana and how to sing karaoke with Cheese stick, he also learned when to stop and listen to others and when he didn't know enough to give advice or keep quiet. but even though he learnt all this he still couldn't get rid of that small part of himself which told him that things would work out alright in the end; that there had to be something in there besides the darkness and the pain that made him want to stay.
but he knew that there was nothing in there, he knew that there was nothing in there and he knew that he should have listened to the voice in the back of his head because it was telling him that he was going to die and that he should have listened to it.
and still when he wakes up he sees the shadow figures and blood dripping from the walls