Chapter 8

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      The sun was shining through the open window. The sound of music was playing in the background, it was nice and calm. Walten was sitting on the couch. The couch was worn out, it was nice and comforting blue. It smelled like cinnamon, a nice smell. Walten's drawings were scattered around the floor, it wasn't much, it was all he had, and he didn't mind that. He got up and walked to the kitchen. A tall figure standing near the back door, looking outside. He wore messy clothes, messy ripped up jeans with a gray hoodie. Walten walked over, he looked at him. "Hey Walten." they spoke softly, Walten felt himself be lifted up from the air. He held him in his arms tightly, he felt comfortable, something he hadn't felt in a while, he looked up at them, their face was blurry. He moved his hair out of his face and kissed his forehead. "Did e̴̴̢̨̧̡̛̛̝̹͉̦̮̠̘͖̟̦̥͙̯̦̥̘̪̲̘̥̤̘̞̬̖̲̳͇͎̳̼̮̰̓̿̀̉̂̏̅͌͐̄̃̃̾ͣ̒̊̎̾̍ͦ̑͒ͤͫͥͬͦ́̉̀̋͛̆͒ͩ̑̊͋ͪͤ̆̐̉͐ͤ͆̂ͨͤ̃͌͐͘͘̕ţ̛̛̥̲̩̗̤̩͙͎͈̖̟͚͇͚̘͎̣͖͇̞̠͈̣̘͈̗̙͚̟̥͎̦̻̮̻͔͇̠͎̩̟͊̌̍̾̓ͪ͋͐ͤ̍͐́ͬͥ͌̓͂͆́̊͊̀͊̈͛̋̈͗͑̈́̓͐̔̄̓͌̿͒̌ͮͯ̃͑ͥ̿̇͆̾͒̕̚ͅi̴̴̧̡̨̨̢̘͙͓̺̲͈̥̺͇͉̭̦̳̗̩͎̙̬̜̣̠͕̳̣̞͙̹̣͇̪̘̞͆ͧͤ̿̓̄̔̆̆́̔̌ͥͨ̍ͬͦͨ̎͋̓ͬ̄ͮ́́̇ͯ͑̏͒́̒̍̐ͪͪ͒̽̋̎̐̀̑̃̇͌̂̑̔͒ͥͨ̄ͩ̿̑ḩ̴̡̢̛̗̟͇̻͕̭̝͈͎̦͉̟̠͇͓͍̭̟̪͎̖͙̮̗̭̟̖̰̭̺̺̱̺͇͙̱͈̼̲̜͓ͫͥ̾̂́́́ͯͣ̂̃̒̎̅̎ͯ̇̀͋̃ͮ̿ͤͮ͊͂͋ͬ̇͋̏͌̌̃̓ͣ̀̿̓ͤͥ̀ͫ̀̊͘͘̚̚ͅw̡̨̢̡̲̭̖̪͚̠͔̘̯͙̩̘̫͇͓̰͖͉͇͚̱͎̻̫̬͓͓̹͇͙̞͕̤͔͇̟̝͙̎̀ͣ̈̎͊ͣ̄̋̐̽̓ͨͧ͛ͭ͂̎͋ͣ̃̋̿̓ͭͫ͋ͩ̄̓̈͌̍̒̄ͣ̄͂͐̓ͪ̐̉͛̉ͯ̈̀̀̄̕̚̕͘ tell you to come get me?" He asked. Walten couldn't respond. He smiled "Let's go back to her room, okay?", Walten nodded. They took him to another room. There stood another figure, but he could tell more details. It was a girl, she wore smaller clothes, a small shirt and small shorts. He could see her fur this time, it was white while her arms were black, her nails were painted a pastel pink, her hair was black, while tied up in a bun. "Oh hey w̴̡̢̡̛̙̻͕̘̟̬̫̘͈̦̭̻̣̪͖͔͓̳͙͓̤͍̻̜̰̳̹͈̗͉͚̠͉̝͈̙̬͚̟̪ͫ̈̋̔ͣ̿͆͌͗̎̅ͧͧͪ͐͒̏̾ͧ̏̆͌ͣ͑͆̈́ͫ̈ͪ̈ͩ̐̈́ͩ́ͬ͆ͥ̐͋ͪ̍̄͋̉̐̊ͫ͊ͪ̊ͯ̏ͭ̕ǫ̡̢̨̧̧̨̛̛̯͚͔̫̤̟̰̤͔̳̩͔̺̤̣͍̤͈̲͈̮͈͉̟̞̺͓̳̥͈̱̝̩͙̺̤͔̻̭̤̱̳ͯͬ̑̊̄ͨ̃̎͊́̌́̈̔ͣ͂͂͗͒͂ͦͨ͋ͮͧ̄̐ͪ̂́͛ͦͩ̆̾̋̇̊͗͊ͦͨͭ̀̐̎ͭ̿ͅd̴̨̧̛͙̞̦̩̼̱͖̥̘͙̱͓̳̤̫̲̟̻̮̫̹̖̟̲͕̗̤̫͔̪̰̰͙̞͈̝̺̟͈͔͙̑̐̿ͪ̓͑̐̊̔̾̂̽̋ͣͫ͐̓̍̅̒̓̎̃̃ͧͤ̿̈ͬ́͋ͥͥ̈͌͌ͭͨ̉͊̔̑̀ͬ͌̏̔͆̏̚̕̚͘ͅͅȧ̡̡̧̧̨̰͉̮̱̰̼͖̺̱̲̮̫̥̝̯̪̖͉̖̻͖͓̭̖͇̮̩̱̬̲̺̲̼̟̳̙̣̼̣̻̭̯̤̫̞̰̖͗͂̇̓́̊̈́͗̌ͪ͗̄̑͌̽̉̽̎̑͑̋̊ͯ̿͑ͩ̍ͣ̓̊ͦ͒́̃̆̄͆ͧ̈̉ͮ͆̓ͮ́̕̕h̴̨̢̛͍̥̻̞̯̫̬͉̘̤̦̗͉͎̪̫̠̦̹̞͉̲̖̣̼̥͙̠̳̤̩͔̠̻̜̀̿̄̿̃ͮͣͥͭͥ́ͧ̎́́ͧ̊͑͗ͥͧ̐̋ͨͭ̎ͤ́̀̾̐͛ͮ̒͋̌́ͪ̍̆̒ͬ́ͫ̆ͫ́̈́ͧ̆ͩͮ͗̒ͮ͆̆̇̋̏͘s̢̧̻̞̱̲̭̮̗̭̦̭̹͎̙̯̬̜̪̜̙͍͎̩͈͖̜̯͈̟̞͎̻͇̞ͣ̍͂̅̇͂ͬ̽̓͂͋̊̃̋̂͑͂́̀̃̑̆ͦ̋̌̇̃͋ͩͬͣ͂̔̎̏ͦ̀͆͊͐̀͛̈̓͂ͦͮͦ̽͂̋͗̉ͣ́̏͗͌͘̕͘̚̚ͅͅ" she said, she turned around, he could barely even see her face. He felt scared, horrified even. He trembled. Walten didn't know why. He can't remember. "Why can't I remember?" he said. Suddenly he was standing on black and white tile. It was dark. Walten looked around. There was only the same tile. Then he noticed something in the distance. He walked towards it. Walten got closer, it was a person. Worried, Walten got down on his knees and shook them. He noticed their clothes. Messy and worn out. Messy ripped up jeans and a gray hoodie. He moved the hood and caught a glimpse of their hair. Black. He felt something on his shoulder. It was heavy, like metal. It was cold. Walten slowly turned around.

      Walten jolted awake. He was sweating and panting. He looked around. He was somewhere he would never want to be. He got up and stumbled over the second he was on his feet. Someone grabbed him, "Hey be careful!", Walten looked at whoever it was. It was Ron. "You should rest a bit longer." he said, he picked him up and put him back in bed. "I-I feel numb." he stuttered out. "You were badly injured, you're lucky you're even alive." he said. Walten touched his face, but he felt off. Ron look nervous, "What?" he asked, "You may have lost something along the way." he said nervously. Walten looked at him confused. "Basically that red one ate your left arm." he said. They looked at each other in silence. "WHAT!?" Walten screamed. Ron sighed "Yeah, and my brother made you a prosthetic arm instead." he said. Walten took a minute to think, then blushed a bit "Lenny? He made me this?". Ron looked at him with a disgusted look, "Yeah...". Walten's tail wagged a little as he looked at his new arm. Lenny walked in. Making Walten's heart race. He froze up. "Hey! You're awake Snowball!" he smiled, Ron rolled his eyes, Lenny looked at him, "oh uh... hey...". Ron didn't answer. "Anyway, the captain is waiting for you at his office." Lenny said. "I-I- o-okay" Walten stuttered.

      Ron walked with Walten through the hallways. Walten really wasn't comfortable being there. He looked at Ron who also didn't look comfortable. "Hey, you okay?" He asked, "It's nothing." Ron responded. Walten looked away, "I hope you know that Richard isn't pleased with you right now..." he said. He nodded, "He never liked me to begin with, so I expect this from him." he said. Ron sighed "Just talk to me afterwards, I'll be at the cafeteria." he said. Walten nodded, he waved bye and walked away. Walten looked at Richard's door, he could tell something bad was going to happen. He opened the door and noticed Richard talking to Finn, and Finn noticed him, "Hey Walten." Finn smiled, Walten opened the door a bit more and saw Richard with a threatening look on his face. "I'll get going so you two can go over things." he said, he waved bye to Richard and walked over to the door and held it for him. "U-Uh thank you." Walten nervously walked inside before Finn left, closing the door behind him. Walten looked at Richard. Richard was pissed, very pissed. "Sit." Richard said, gesturing to a chair. Walten nodded and sat down, "So you basically don't have a job now." Richard said, not even hesitating. Walten whimpered, "I'm aware sir..." he said, "What happened to the four?" he asked. Richard looked at him, "I need you to take care of them." he said. Walten looked at him, kind of confused how he told him that he doesn't have a job even though he offered him a job doing the same thing. "They are currently in cells, so I need you to feed them everyday, breakfast, and dinner, and I need you to let them outside in the courtyard." Richard said as wrote it all down. "How am I getting paid?" he asked, "I still need to get paid for my—" Richard opened the door to his office "Out." he said. Walten got up "Yes sir!" he said as he quickly stepped out of the office with the door slammed behind him.

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