TW: ANGST
" Do you blame yourself, sun man~? "
" What? " Sun took a step back, confused at the.. Things.. Question. It wasn't Blood moon. Blood moon was dead. Because of Sun. And now he was.. Stuck. Stuck with his thoughts, and the illusion he made up from guilt.
" You see, funny man, most people in this situation would find themselves feeling a bit of.. Guilt. " it was definitely the other one. Harvest or whatever ( GIVE ME A NAME FOR HIM )Sun liked him slightly more, he was less hate-able than the other one.
He felt.. He didn't know. He felt like he was about to die, fight or flight and what not, but he couldn't move. He couldn't do anything. He was just..stuck. Stuck in the stupid prison because he... He wouldn't say it. He tilted his head, voice box a bit shakey
" What Situation? "
Blood moon almost laughed, glaring at Sun.
" The Accident. "
It didn't take a genius to know what he meant. Sun killed Blood moon. He.. " What do you want from me.. Why are you even here!? " the red moon animatronic looked over, crouching down to Sun. Sun was in a ball on the floor. Pretty pathetic, honestly.
" Whatt, getting bored already!? " he laughed, taking a step back. " Don't worry, Sun man! There's plenty of time before we fully drive you mad. " Sun looked up, shaking his head. " No, no.. Moo.. Moon will come back. He wouldn't just..! "
" Abandon You? "
Blood moon seemed pleased with himself, happy to get a reaction out of Sun. A scared reaction, even better. " Oh, don't you get it, Sun man-!!? " he laughed. He really got a kick out of tormenting Sun, didn't he? " You're a murderer. How could he see you in a good light ever again? "
Sun went silent. Blood moon continued to look smug.
" You know we're right, funny sun man-! " Blood moon stood up. Seems he'd had an effect in lowering the mentally ill man's mental health. " Do you really think Moon would go back for y-!! "
" SHUT UP! "
Glass shattering could be heard
Sun sat up, breathing heavy. He hated remembering that.. Time. He hated feeling trapped. He hated.. That. He sat up, sighing. He reached a hand out, gesturing for one of his cat's. They helped, surprisingly.
" Cmere, kitty kitty.. Please.. " one of them strolled on over, rubbing against the cold metal of Sun's hand. He took a deep ' breath. ' He'd try to avoid any other panic attacks for the night.
He lifted the cat up, laying it on his chest. It helped well enough. The nightmares were getting more frequent. Maybe he'd have Moon check. Moon. What if Moon really did plan to leave him? He'd broken out. What if..
The cat meowed in his hand's, taking him out of his spiral. He tried his best to calm down.
But the thought's lingered.
How could he ever see you in a good light ever again?
