Generation Loss: The Lostfield Incident (AU)

October 16, 1986

Ranboo sprinted into his house at around 12:30 AM. He shut the door behind him quickly and made his way into his bedroom where he sat down for a moment to breathe and then inserted the VHS tape he found at the park. He was ecstatic, the thought that he had a clue excited him far more than it should've but he didn't care. He pressed the PLAY button on the machine and watched as the tape rolled.

The scene appeared as security camera footage dated October 16, 1986.

"Heyo, Wilbur! How are you?" A young American voice greeted.

"Hi, Grayson. Would you like to meet up? I have a gift for you, since your phone is kinda beaten up I made you one! Freshly painted red and everything!" Wilbur Soot chimed gleefully.

"Aw, thank you, Wil! I'm lucky to have you as a friend, huh? Well, where'd you want to meet up?" Grayson asked, the wire that connected the phone from its base swirled in his fingers.

"How about Lostfield park? I found something cool there I want to show you, it's a flower but it's really pretty!" Exclaimed Wilbur. "Maybe you could even give it to Jax!"

"Lostfield? Uh.. yeah sure. 'Bit far but I don't mind! Excited to see the flower too, heh.." A light shade of pink appeared on Grayson's cheeks caused of the name Jax was mentioned. "I'll see you soon, Wilbur!" Grayson smiled and put the phone onto the base. He then left the room and the footage then cut to 3 missing posters.

Thomas Gold, missing, Oct 19, 2018
Freddie Hackett, missing, Oct 19, 2018
Grayson Heliotrope, missing, Oct 16, 1986

Text appeared.

Thomas is still roaming
Grayson is still roaming
Wilbur is still roaming
Freddie is gone

"No hard feelings, right Grayson?" Wilbur's voice echoed.

Then, the tape concluded.

"Wilbur killed Grayson!" Ranboo exclaimed. "But why?" He asked himself, he didn't know why at all.

Ranboo sighed, he was pleased to get something out the tape though but the more he watched the tapes, the more questions sparked in his brain. It annoyed him but he was too tired to do anything at this point, it was around 12:55 AM now. He got up and laid in bed, not even bothering to remove the VHS tape, he fell asleep the moment his head hit his pillow.
-

Ranboo was in a white room that eventually became Lostfield park. It didn't look as dead as the last time he visited. He walked around and spotted that same tall, pitch black, lanky figure he's seen in the tapes, staring at him. His body tensed due to the stare, but it didn't last long, Wilbur had just entered the park holding a bright red touch-tone telephone. The phone had the Soot Inc symbol on the side of it. The figure that was once staring at him noticed Wilbur and when Ranboo blinked, it turned into Grayson.

"Hi, Grayson! Glad you're here, you're earlier than me!" Wilbur smiled, the bright red phone contrasting with his brown coat and black shirt, and jeans.

"Hey, Wil!" Grayson beamed, giving the taller man, Wilbur, a small wave.

"Here's your phone." Wilbur offered the telephone to Grayson, and Grayson looked amazed.

"Holy shit this looks awesome!" He took the phone from Wil and stared at it in awe.

"I painted it my favorite color Grayson, blood red." Wilbur shoved his hands into his pockets.

"It's- it's a nice color Wil." Grayson mumbled. "H-how about we go find that flower?"

Wilbur stared at Grayson with a blank face and pulled out a large kitchen knife from one of his pockets.

He then stabbed Grayson in his heart all the way through his chest.

Wilbur laughed and then smiled. He then grabbed a shovel that was nearby and buried Grayson.

"No hard feelings, right Grayson?" Wilbur's voice echoed.

Ranboo woke up in a cold sweat. He looked around his room and sighed with relief. What a dream that was, Wilbur, killing Grayson was not a nice sight to see. He checked his clock and it was 6:11 AM, no harm in getting ready early. Ranboo then got out of bed and got ready for school.
-

Ranboo sat on one of the benches near the school entrance, zoning out. He didn't realize Aimsey, who had just waved to him, but once she got closer to him, she poked his shoulder. Ranboo flinched.

"Oh- hey Aims, sorry I didn't see you there!" Ranboo smiled awkwardly.

"It's fine, Ran, don't worry! I have some news, a new student is joining the school!" She said, taking a seat next to Ranboo.

"Oh, neat!" He commented, his left leg bouncing against the concrete ground.

"Yeah, maybe we'll catch a glimpse of 'em today!" She added, immediately remembering the Lostfield incident, "Oh- have you gotten any clues on that little mystery thing we're doin'?"

"About that, I found a tape last night and watched it. It was Grayson's and Wilbur interacting, I think Wilbur killed Grayson."

"Oh, that's a bit morbid.. Why?" Aimsey asked.

"No idea. There was also this missing poster in Lostfield about some kid called 'Thomas Gold', apparently, he went missing October 19th, 2018."

"God, that's horrible!"

"Uh-huh. I think he might have something to do with Lostfield, his missing date and Grayson's are really close, just year's apart."

"Maybe.. we can figure that out later!" Aimsey smiled.

"Yeah." Ranboo nodded.
-

Around 2nd period, film class, for Ranboo, the new student entered the classroom. Ranboo was working on a film project and overheard the film teacher and the new kid talking. By that he learnt the kid's name was Tommy Simons. He had bright blonde hair that was in a bun, blue eyes, and a brown coat over a red and white shirt. The teacher told Tommy to choose a seat anywhere and the kid chose to sit beside Ranboo.

"Hi!" Tommy exclaimed to Ranboo cheerfully. Ranboo took out one of his earbuds and replied with a hello. Tommy then took a seat next to Ranboo and twiddled his thumbs, not knowing what to do. Ranboo noticed the boy's problem and turned to him.

"So uh.. do you know what we're doing?" Ranboo asked, making eye contact with the blonde boy. Tommy shook his head in reply, so Ranboo explained that they were doing a picture project. The project was to sync images of things and words with song lyrics and it could either be a whole song or just 1 minute of the song. Ranboo has chosen Redesign Your Logo by Lemon Demon and showed Tommy his project as an example.

"Thank youuuuuu-" Tommy thanked him, but didn't know his name so the word 'you' just lingered.

"Ranboo." Ranboo finished Tommy's sentence.

"Yeah- thank you, Ranboo." Tommy smiled. Ranboo nodded and went back to working as Tommy searched for a song on Spotify.

The Lostfield Incident

(Hiiii, I wasn't feeling very motivated to write this chapter so if it's not as good as the other now yk why lol. I think I burnt myself out with this book so I'm gonna probs take a break on it, tho I had a dream abt Grayson like being a real entity and possessing my brother kinda so ruhro! Anyway I hope u enjoyed this chapter, i do have like 2 other ones planned so I hope I'll be motivated to do those but yea! Hope u have a good day/night, buh-byeeee)