sᴘɪᴅᴇʏ!//ʏ!ᴅsᴍᴘ

22. ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ(ᴅᴏᴡɴ)

Techno freezes. Only one person, one person he's ever known, has had that ability. [Name].

He walks around the building till he finds the part where it's most quiet then he wips out his handy dandy pickaxe, tearing through the wall.

He got dream out, and ranboo when he was put in that one time, so he could easily do this.

He entered the cell seeing [Name] almost limp on the floor. The bandaid covering the spot where they were injected.

"XD... They look so.. no time." Techno slings you over his shoulder and kicks over the door, running until he finds the storage room, he grabs the bag, noticing barely anything was in it.

As the alarms blare he runs out the way he came in, exploding shrieks were heard throughout the prison.

"[NAME]?! [NAME]??? [N/N]??" A male voice screams. "[N/N]??? PLEASE WHERE- AHH!" A female voice screams.

Techno runs away from the prison into the woods. It's around noon, and [Name] looks sick. He wipes their forehead of sweat, definitely sick.

Once he gets a good distance away he sets you down. "Shit! Uh..." He freezes as you start to move, wiping sweat away. Sunlight has some effects on the drugs, not enough to kill it, but enough to be, essentially somewhat high.

You scramble away from techno, grabbing your bag and backing into a tree.

"[Name] hey.. it's.. your safe now." He smiles nervously.

You snarl, "No. No. No. No."over and over, "no. Nononononononono" and over and over, "nononono- nononono-" and over and over, "No! Im- I'm never safe!"

"[Name], please calm down. It's still wearing off-" he reaches for you.

"No! No! Just- just leave me alone!" You pull your mask out of the bag, your web shooters were no where to be found. You put on the mask and wobble to a stand.

"[Name]. Sit down. You're sick."

Tears stain the mask. "Fuck off!

"[Name]."

"Leave. Me. Alone!" You scream, making sure you have your bag on and then, sprinting.

Out of the woods, far away from everything you've ever known. Away from the main parts of the city. Through crowds of people, techno sprinting after.

"Leave me alone!!" You yell and climb up a wall, the citizens watching and recording.

Techno freezes, he can't let everyone know it's him.

You scatter away, and run into a random jewelry and bouquet store. Running into the bathroom sobbing. You lock the door and take off your mask.

"Hello?" A male voice calls out, knocking on the door. "Are you okay in there?"

Your crying grows louder, "is he still there?"

Some quiet footsteps are heard walking over and whispering to the masculine voice, "what's going on?" It's more feminine then the other voice.

"I'm not sure. I think it's a kid." The first voice responds. "But who's he?"

"I'm not coming out if- if he's there!"

"It might not be a safe situation. We might need to close shop for a moment, figure it out." The second voice responds.

"Yeah. I'm on it. Try to get the kid to come out."

The clicking of heels is heard and the masculine voice is farther away. "Alright everyone! Shop is closing early today. Sorry for the inconvenience!" They call out. Grumbles and the bell on the door are heard as the people exit.

The door gets lock and a sign is flicked. The pull the curtains over the window and walk back over to the door. Your spider senses aka impeccable hearing, helped you gather that.

"Hey, sweetheart, can you open the door? It's safe now I promise." The softer voice rings.

"We just want to help, dear." The first voice says.

You slowly open the door, your face red, the ragady prison clothes dirty. The first voice, you now identify as the owner of the shop. A very rich person, short brown hair, sheek  sunglasses, long beautiful dress, eret. One of the higher ups in the governmental business.

The second voice, a sweet woman. Light pink hair, pretty regular clothes. You saw her around town a couple of times. She also works at a bakery part time. Her name tag read "Niki".

"Uhm.." you wiped the tears from your face. "I don't-"

"Holy shi-"