# AFTERMATH ~ REMAKE

# CHAPTER 5

TITᒪᗴ ;; Hallucinations?
ՏOᑎᘜ ;; I Can't Handle Change By Roar [ any version works!! ^_^ ]

Summary ;; TSC may or may not be going insane, Red attempts to comfort him. AKA real shit starts now.

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The Second Coming let out a yawn as he leaned back against his chair, gaze locked onto the bright screen infront him; The only source of light in his room, he could've easily pulled himself up to go and flick the light switch on but he was a little too lazy.

That'd be funny, what if he couldn't run away from someone because of that—Haha.

Anyways, back to his work; Second was simply sketching on his computer, mindlessly dragging his pencil along as he stared at the screen, redoing strokes he thought were " imperfect ".

He wouldn't be surprised if this tiny part of his drawing took him all day, it was just..Impossibly hard, or something.

Sketch, redo, sketch, redo, sketch, redo.

The motion repeated itself non stop, Second was going to go insane if he continued; So he ultimately took a much-needed break.

Pulling himself up from his chair he'd let out a sigh, taking a moment to strerch his shrimp of a back as he extended his arms into the air to relief them of their ache.

Placing his hands on his hips, his eyes scanned across his room for a moment; There was no particular reason, it's just his brain telling him to do it.

Clearly, his brain knew better as for a split second; He saw it.

A pair of eyes staring at him outside of the window, he'd tense up for a moment as he took a step back; Finding it as a bit of a scare before those eyes would disappear, seemingly falling out of view.

Which would make sense, but what didn't was the fact it was able to stare at him in the first place.

Because Second's room had been moved to the second floor, due to his previous room being renovated for TCO; Incase he'd ever decide to swing by and stay the night.

Now, Second isn't stupid! He's not gonna—TSC, you dumbfuck.

The Hollow-Headed StickFigure would hesitantly approach the open window, feeling a sudden gust of wind blow into his room; Lightly pushing his curtains to the sides, as if it ever covered the windows in the first place..If that were the case, it did an absolutely awful job at doing so.

Second would carefully, like a dumbass, lean closer; Sticking his head out of the window as he held onto the frames, first he scanned side to side, shivers running down his spine at the thought of seeing some sort of creature.

Then up.

Last but not least, was below him; Where the eyes had escaped to, and he swore if he saw anything he was going to SCREAM.

Second took a deep, deep breath as he carefully lowered his head, the grass fading into his view before he quickly looked down; Being met with a sight that he never wanted to see.

A StickFigure, seemingly around the age of 15, almost entirely white like a ghost; Sat on the ground as it looked up at him with an oh-so innocent smile, raising a hand to wave at him.

Seconds breath hitched as he pulled himself away from the window, slamming it shut as he let out a scream; Immediately taking a few steps back as he attempted to calm himself down, his breathing had sped up, his mind began to jumble together.

Growing more aware of his surroundings, like a prey; He'll turn and turn, looking at every part of his room once again out of fear of saying that..Kid watching him.

Second could faintly hear footsteps rapidly approaching him, but he didn't know if he were hallucinating or not; Oh, Stars, just kill him right now—He's going insane!

Second would flinch as his door was suddenly pushed open, a yelp escaping him as he turned towards whomever had opened it; His eyes subtly widened out of fear of seeing it again.

Only to be met with the sight of Red staring at him with an almost concerned look, why wouldn't he be? His best friend had just screamed out of nowhere, so he'd sprinted up here as fast as he could.

“ What's wrong? Sec, why'd you scream?! ” Red inquired, speed-walking over as he placed his hands on Seconds shoulder; Gently shaking him to force his mind out of its paranoia.

Sec stayed frozen for a moment, his mouth parted yet nothing came out but weak stutters. “ I-I..Red—You-I.. ”

He began to feel frustrated at himself for sound so pathetic, maybe he was just seeing things because he was so tired; Second let out a groan as he shifted closer in order to bury his face onto Red's chest.

“ I don't know. It's nothing, I'm just tired. ”

Second brushed off as he lifted his head up once more, noticing that concerned gaze still hadn't left the StickFigures eyes; How it instead had a hint of doubt in it.

“ You sure..? ”

“ Yes, I'm sure; You can leave now. ”

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hello gamers i am back officially with [ hopefully ] better writing skills than ever!? I'm unfortunately pretty sure that most of my readers had already left because i haven't updated this fic in months, maybe a year or two.

sorry for that, school sucks and it has been really bad on my mental health and making me all lazy and tired js like tsc!! this is proof i am him guys >_<

anyways, next chapter soon,,,,hopefully!!!! :3