Click. Click. Click. Click.
Darkness.
Were his eyes closed, or was he still in that room?
Ranboo felt floaty.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
Rule three. Don't make eye contact. Don't open your eyes. Don't see.
Can't see the shadows all around.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
A voice brushed closer. A faint murmur in the wrong side of his ear, talking outward where silence came in.
". . .you're goi—"
Click. Click. Click. Click.
It pushed back. It retreated.
It went back to the whispering crowd.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
The purple in the void was watching.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
What was that? Something was clicking. . . echoing.
His mind was fuzzy. His mind was dark.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
His mind was full. A crowd standing still, talking. Muffled.
Whispers.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
Voices.
He opened his eyes a crack.
". . . don't. . . eye contact. . ."
The floor was moving beneath him. Floors move?
He was moving?
He looked up. The voices shifted.
"Mushroom boy. . ." he said.
The blurry blue figure paused, looking down at him, then continued walking.
Where were they going? To breakfast? He was hungry.
He liked noodles. Mushroom noodles.
He let his head drop. Too tired.
Red boots.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
Green was bad.
The floor was dusty, someone oughta. . . Clean it up. Gross stone. They were outside?
Clack. Clack.
Why clack instead of click? Click doesn't like dust?
He giggled to himself.
"Might have gone a little overboard on the spores," Mushroom blur muttered.
Hehe. Muttered. Muttered. Muttered. Muttered. Mutt-ered. Muttered. Muttered.
Muttered.
They shouldn't be there.
"I don'. . . Wand to. . ." He whined.
The crowd was too loud. They were supposed to be quiet. Gone. Gone. Gone.
Gone. Gone. Gone. Gone. Gone. Gone. Gone.
Gone.
Gone.
GONE!
GO AWAY!!
Clack. Clack. Shuff. Clack.
"See you soon."
Two hands connected with his back. He opened his eyes to darkness.
Ranboo fell into the void.
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Lavender Snow
FanficA Dream SMP fanfiction in which the End is home to two races, the Enderians and the Elytrians. The Elytrians have no magic, so they steal it from the trained and submissive Enderians. The Elytrians know the plateaus as a place of safety and wealth...
