~Glamrock Interactions x Y/N~

Free at last

Your body tingles and burns, your sight is blackened and the surrounding is eerie and silent. 

'Huh, I haven't died?'

'No wait, I am dead, I certainly got crushed'

'Why am I still thinking if I'm dead- I shouldn't even be aware right now'

A sudden pressure of some sort wakes you up, and your eyes shoot open. Every bone in your body snaps and cracks but you still stay upright. Its killing you, the pain is unbearable. 

"Your back"

You jolt and sharply turn to behind you where the Puppet stands idly, looking down at you. Joining her is Michael and Chris. This is your first time seeing both of them as humans. Michael doesn't look the greatest, just like his father, he is a purple walking corpse wearing just blue jeans and sneakers, a visible hole in the centre of his stomach. Chris stands beside him tightly squeezing a golden bear plushie. Chris wears a striped top and blue shorts, his head is bandaged by heavily blood stained bandages.

'The scooping incident...'

'The bite of 83!' You think, scanning them up and down in horror.

However your attention is turned back onto the puppet.

"You succeeded, just as I hoped"

"Yeah.." You mumble, having sacrificed your life, a whole load of misery has been placed on your shoulders. You are not going to be able to see your parents, friends... even just the faces of humans ever again. 

"Don't look so down Y/N, the pain for us, for you, is over now" The puppet calmly says, patting your shoulder.

Your bones snap one by one and you wince in pain, unable to physically scream. Michael notices your discomfort. 

"That's normal Y/N, you feel the after-effects of your cause of death"

"Oh"

"Shall we go now?", "We are free"

"Wait, I don't want to leave my family, I don't want to leave... I don't want to die!"

Tears stream down your cheeks and you cup your face with your burnt hands. 

"Y/N, you are dead already, you wont even know your gone one we go 'free'" Chris shyly says with a comforting tone.

"We may wake up as another person, start anew, right Y/N?" Michael adds, pondering in his own thoughts.

This makes you tense, a feeling of darkness, silence and nothing.. forever? But Michael is right, you could wake up a new person, a baby in a new life. The thought sends chills down your spine, but you suck it up and dry your eyes.

"I'm ready"

The puppet nods and offers her hand for you to hold, so does Chris who holds onto Michaels hand. You exchange a half-pained smile at all of them. They move forward towards the white glow and you are pulled along slightly. Each step is painful, you can feel your muscles contract and tear, your skin pulling on its burns. But you stride with each step bigger than the last. A last stride sends you into the white mist.

'See you on the other side'