⋆˙ ✉️ ⟡ . 𝙇𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙧. [𝙍𝙀𝙂𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙀𝙑𝘼𝙏𝙊𝙍] ⌗ . ⟡

(8) ⋆⑅˚₊ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙬𝙖𝙮 ⋆⑅˚₊

⋆⑅˚₊ TW:

- References to Hell

- Mentions of Suicidal Thoughts

- Disturbing descriptions of NPCs

- Corpse Mentions

- Angst (Not really a TW but whatever.)

- Gnarpy mentions. (Stupid fucking alien..)

⋆⑅˚₊ A/N:

- This will be a bit of a longer chapter than usual.

- This will probably be the second most dark chapter yet, so uhm be aware.

- Enjoy.

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Silence flooded the elevator room, the only noise your ears could track out was your soft breathing.

You stayed near Spud!s space after Mark had left awhile ago. That was obvious, of course. Though whenever you looked back at the old spot it was all you could remember about. Him.

You leaned back with a sigh, and as you turned to the countdown your imagination took over your eye site.

"Spud.." 

You heard the usual mumbling of Spud! repeating their name over and over again, though casually you never cared. You knew it may have been something traumatic that had made them like this.

Though, as your assumption may or may have not been true you still wondered.

"Uhh.. Spud?" You turned back to them tilting my head. Their eyes glanced back at you and spoke back.

"Spud.. yes?" You paused for a moment when they responded, though continued speaking.

"How did you get like this?"

Your curiosity left them staring back at you, their face shifting to one of  sadness. You quickly put your hands up in reassurance. "Hey hey- you don't need to talk about it if you want to."

"No."

Your hands lowered again back to your sides at their small decline, and your head rested back on the wall.

"Spudspud.. i should tell you about it."

You nodded intently, your expression nuetral as you continued to look at them. 

"Uhm.. Spud.." Spud began, and you were there Listening.

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You know probably their memory of the incident was Limited, though Spud! managed to scrap up some memory.

They were abducted by aliens.

Well, that's not the main part of it.