**It's your fault.**
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You awake in a dimly lit room with one exit, a plain white door.
Welcome to *Darkspace*, you've been here for the past 2 year's.
The boy in a neat outfit stands, the sunflower on his shirt being oddly colored and his hair being dark purple, along with the rest of his clothes.
"Woof!" You hear from behind you. A dog, WOOFO, he is your favorite dog, such a shame he lost a leg.
The room you stand in has items, a *TV, phone, notebook, and a pocket knife.*
**would you like to take one of these items?**
You chose the pocket knife.
You walk over to the door, it's hinges look rusty and worn out, **would you like to leave Darkspace?**
YOU ARE READING
AKIO
FanfictionTW!! This story will be like Omori, it will have graphic images and description and mention Trigger Warnings such as Self-Harm, Suicide, and much more, please be cautious while reading this story! (At least when this story is finished being written)
