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Grian was doing his daily routine like any other day on Hermitcraft when, suddenly, when he walks into the Entity, He feels a sharp pain in the back of his neck and sees familiar white bunny ears before his vision goes black and he passed out. Mumb...

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Chapter Four: Caliginosity

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by _MafuyuShizayo_

by _MafuyuShizayo_

Caliginosity: Darkness; obscurity

________________________________________________________________<You better not shout, you better not pout, you better not cry I'm telling you why. A mUrDeRoUS BunNy is coming to townnnnnnnnnn> < Yes I butchered that song and will probably never do that again, again for reals this time>

POV: Grian needs some GrAiN

<So, since Sam had been talking to him, Grian is unaware that he is in a coma, but instead stuck in a dark room.>

TW: Blood

Darkness, that was all he could see. Sam had stopped talking to him, leaving him to his own thoughts. He didn't know if he should trust Sam. Was his life a lie? Were all the people on Hermitcraft just a lie? He needed someone right now. Anyone. Where was Sam? He was the only one who really visited. Where were all the Hermits? Did they leave him in this dark hell hole?

Why was he here? Did the Watchers catch him while he was sleeping? He was no longer an outlaw, or was the rift such a crime that they decided to capture?!

He didn't know anymore. He missed everyone. Pranking everyone. Even if their hospitality had just been a sham. A lie. If it was all a lie after all, why would they be so nice to him? Sahara, Boatem, Last Life, 3rd Life, why had it all been fake?

Was Sam right? Was it all his fault that Taurtis and Evo was gone? Should he just have stayed at Yandere High School with Sam and spare him from all these lies? Why of all times did he have to have Stockholm Syndrome when it came to the people of Hermitcraft?

He banged on the black walls. He clawed and punched until his hands bled. Red. Something with color inside this dark, black box.

For once in his life since the Evo, he cried. He cried until he couldn't. He kept sobbing until it was just crimson red blood seeping out of his eyes. He curled up with his wings around him and just lied there waiting. Waiting for Sam to come back to help him.

Everything was so dark. Like the void. Since when did the dark become so unforgiving?

Spanish Finals be kicking my arse

Short chapter today

Word Count: 307