;Basil's POV;
W E L C O M E. T O. B L A C K. S P A C E.
You've been living here unknowingly for as long as you can remember.
I stared off into the abyss.
It stared back.
Like a million daggers,
Disguised as guiding echoes.
A million doors are littered across the ground of the abyss.
Just pick one and I'll set you free.
...
You walked around the dark room. The colours of your everyday supplies are inverted.
As you look up, you see the abyss. It greets you, snarling remarks of death that your ears cannot hear.
When you become grounded with your surroundings once again, you gaze off into the distance. As you do, black hair sways through the wind. It blends in with the background so much so that you barely manage to make it out with your singular eye.
Doors surround you. Doors here, doors there. They're everywhere. Each unevenly propped on the ground as if in a movie set, their disalignment slightly agitates you.
There is a vast array of doors, each arranged into a 'district' of sorts. Pick a district:
North
West 《
East
South
YOU ARE READING
Dear little brother...
Fanfiction(COMPLETE) The bad ending aftermath, from the perspective of Sunny's friends. Now that this has happened twice, how will they react? This was made while I was bored, so certain parts may not be impressive. But I still work hard on it. Ps. All art be...
