When he woke up, everything was burning.
He looked around in a panic. Usually when he was around a fire, he had started it, so he didn't really know what to do.
Belatedly, he realized that he couldn't feel Yin's presence.
He looked down at their - no, his - body. There was no white to be found.
He... really wasn't sure what to do with this information, to be honest. Sure, it was nice to not hear the pudding boy's voice in his head for once, but at the same time, he kinda missed Yin. Of course, he would never admit that.
He was so used to Yin's voice, it was almost like he could still hear it... Wait! That's Yin's voice!
Yang ran over to it and found the source of the flames: a burning Hotel OJ with Yin laughing in front of it. And not the usual giggling Yin did; this was full-blown evil laughter, the type that could rival Yang.
"Yin?"
"Oh, hi Yang! How are you doing?"
"W-what do you mean how am I doing!? You set the hotel on fire!"
"What do you mean, Yang?" Yin turned around.
Yang gasped. Before him was... himself. Well, at least a carbon copy of himself.
"You did this!" the copy said in his voice.
Yang woke up.
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Belladonna (ON HIATUS)
FanfictionThings seem normal in Hotel OJ. The season 3 contestants have settled in, and everyone has gotten back into a steady rhythm. But a death under mysterious circumstances, along with the strange dreams Yang has been having, seem to hint that something...
