Error's POV:
It was the next day. I went to Nightmare's castle so I can at least TRY to rescue Swap. As I walked through the corridors, I look around. 'I swear this place is creepier than usual...'- I thought as I kept waking.
I continued on forward, until I heard a voice behind me. "Did you need something, Error?"- asked me Nightmare. I jumped at the sound of his voice, quickly turning around to face him. "Oh, there you are."- I said, completely ignoring his question. "I, uh- I'm pretty sure I forgot my knitting hooks somewhere in the castle. Do you mind if I look around?"- I asked.
Nightmare slowly nodded. "Is that so? You never told me you knit."- he said. I fixed the collar of my neck. "Yeah, no. I do that sometimes to relax."- I told him. Nightmare looked at me for a moment. "I... Alright then. Do you need help?"- he asked me softly. I shook my head. "Oh! Uh- No, it's fine. Thanks."- I replied. And with that, Nightmare teleported away.
I let out a sigh of relief and started searching for the room in which they keep Swap. How hard can this be?
( ★40 minutes later★)
'Where the hell is the goddamn dungeon, man. What the fuck.'- I thought to myself as I kept waking around. It has been 40 fucking minutes. How big is this castle.
I continued walking around, until I suddenly heard giggling. I stepped closer into one of the rooms and saw Horror and Killer laughing quietly while picking out knives. I raised a non-existent eyebrow and walked closer to them. "Hello??"- I called out.
They both turned on, chucking. "Hey, Error!"- said Killer. "Hey, do you want to join us? We're picking out weapons to torture our new hostage."- asked me Horror. 'They're taking about Swap...'- I thought.
I crossed my arms. "A hostage? Who's the hostage? Why'd you take 'em?"- I asked. Killer shrugged. "Boss said we gotta kidnap Swap, and so we did. We don't know what he's planning, but he said we can torture, so that's cool."- he told me.
I slowly nodded. "Right. Where is he?" Horror huffed. "The dungeon. Obviously. Come on, let's go torture him for a bit."- he said waking out. Killer followed him with a snicker. That was all it took? Just to ask these two? Really? Wow. Oh, wow.
I followed behind them silently, putting my hands in my pockets. Eventually, we got to the basement door... that was right beside the entrance... I facepalmed. 'Fuck, I'm stupid...'- I thought as I watched them open it and walk down into the dungeon.
I once again followed after them. The dungeon was dark and creepy. As expected. Horror and Killer stopped in front of a random cage. I looked inside, and there was Swap. Sitting on the dusty floor, chained up and very tired looking. I look back at my friends. "Why does he look like shit? What did you do to him?"- I asked them.
Killer thought for a moment, then shrugged. "I dunno actually. Might be the steroids we drugged him with yesterday."- he told me. I paused. "...Steroids? Isn't he like 15?"- I asked. Horror nodded. "Yeah, but we ran out of Diphenhydramine, like, a week ago."- he replied. I stared at the both of them. "...What the fuck- Jeez, okay then. Damn."- I mumbled quietly. I looked back down at Swap. He seemed to be unconscious. This poor kid...
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