Chapter #9: Where Am I?

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Tw: Vomiting

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Today was nice... Sausage quietly smiled as he walked back to The Sanctuary. As he was walking, something caught his attention. What's that? Sausage stared over at the thing. It was a dark, almost black-red color and it was small. Eventually, he realized that it was a Wither Rose. A smile crept its way onto Sausage's face. Wait... Why was he smiling? He shook his head before walking over to the flower. A weird feeling washed over his body as he got closer to it. Sausage crouched down next to the Wither Rose and, being careful of the very deadly thorns, picked it out of the ground. He didn't know why he did this but for some reason, Sausage felt the need to bring it back to The Sanctuary. Slowly, Sausage stood up and continued back home.

-Time Skip-

Once Sausage got back to The Sanctuary, the first thing he did was put the Wither Rose into a vase that had some water in it, to make sure it didn't die. When he finished, Sausage got changed and collapsed onto his bed. He let out a long sigh as he slowly fell asleep...

Is that sunlight? Sausage opened his eyes and looked around. It looked like he was in the Nether. Guess it wasn't sunlight... He was also bowing to something or someone. Sausage lifted his head a bit so then he could look in front of him. Standing straight ahead of him was some sort of demon. They had some red/purple accessories here and there but other than that, everything about them was either dark grey or black. That's when it hit him, he was bowing to a literal demon! Why the hell am I bowing to a demon!?! What's going on!? As soon as he thought that, everything around him changed. This time he was sitting in what seemed to be a Lab of some sort. He wasn't sure how he had even gotten there. One second he was in the Nether bowing to a demon and now he's sitting on the floor of a Lab? Sausage felt something shift next to him. He looked over and saw that he was sitting next to a dragon hybrid. I thought dragon hybrids went extinct over one thousand years ago...? He looked closer at the hybrid. Wait... Was this Fwhip!? Or at least a different version of Fwhip. He quickly realized that they were both holding a potion bottle. Inside was a pitch-black liquid. The dragon hybrid Fwhip let out a sigh. "Are you sure you want to do this Sausage? I mean, this seems kind of wrong... Because if we drink this, if I die you will and if you die I will... So, are you sure? I'll do anything for you, I just want to make sure..." Sausage felt himself nod, he wasn't in control of this version of himself anymore. "I'm sure Fwhip... Anything to stay with you mi amor." Fwhip sighed, "Alright. On the count of three then..."

"Three..."

No! This is a terrible idea!

"Two..."

NO!

"One..."

They both drank the potion. Every last drop of it...

Sausage's eyes flew open. He could still taste that potion. He immediately felt his stomach turn. He ran to the bathroom and vomited. The taste wouldn't go away... And it only made it worse. About two hours passed, and he had finally stopped vomiting. He felt absolutely horrible and he was kind of happy that Hermes was with Joel. Well... Little did Sausage know that a particular goblin had that same taste in their mouth...

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