Pewdiepie's P.O.V
It has been a while since Mr. Chair left the room. Stephano kept glaring at Piggeh as if he was the worst thing in the world, and me? Well I just kept staring at the cover of the book Mr. Chair was reading. I wonder why he was so in love with that book, it made me so interested it almost made me want to read it with Mr. Chair. After a while I finally had enough, looking up noticed that Stephano had Piggeh in a headlock.
"It's all your fault!" He screamed, "If you had just left him alone he wouldn't have run away!"
" He didn't run away!" Piggeh squeaked, "He's not gone for that long!"
"He's been gone for an two hours! A walk doesn't take two hours!"
That's when it hit me. I was staring at that stupid book for two hours and didn't even notice the two of my friends basically killing each other. I jumped up and got right in between the two of them.
"What the hell are you idiots doing?" I yelled as i struggled to pull the golden man from Piggeh's chest.
"Well I don't know, maybe invite that animal to a tea party, and have some crumpets, what do you think?" Stephano rolled his eyes.
"Like you can even make crumpets" Piggeh sneered.
"I'll show you crumpets!" Stephano threaten as he lept for Piggeh.
I struggled to restrain him, "That's enough about your damn crumpets okay!?" I said, suddenly realizing the crumpets was a fun word to say.
"Lets just look at the main problem here besides the point that you all have to calm down! Mr. Chair maybe taking a long walk-"
Piggeh Butted in, "See! Pewds Agrees!"
"Shut up you twat he's missing!" Stephano countered.
"What ever it maybe" I cleared my throat, but it was clear that they weren't listening and were too self absorbed, or distracted on countering the other's claim, that they were completely oblivious.
"So I'm gonna go out looking for him, by myself. Good day..." I muttered as I turned on my heel, pushing the bookshelf hidden door open.
*****
This was a terrible decision. I knew it from the start, The castle isn't as bright as it is during the day. The last strays of sunset were waning though the broken windows. The last few bricks on the wall were orange from the rays, as was my lower body. The colors were slowly disappearing, as was my hope. I'm not the biggest, or strongest, but the only thing that could help me was the sun, and that was leaving me.
No, I'm not afraid of the dark, but in this castle, it's never really the darkness you have to look out for. It doesn't seem as if it's really darkness at all, almost as if someone threw ink everywhere. The hallways become black, almost impossible to see, its like the space, the hallways, the rooms as we knew it become black matter.
Unable to see your hand even when it's touching your face. The bold blackness, whispers to you, encouraging you to do things, things you never thought you'd ever do. Things your mother said were wrong and that she's smack you if you did them.IT leads you into insanity, able to hear the whispers of the dead, able to hear the screams of pain and torture. The wisps of darkness pulls you under, and you can only hope to survive the night, or to not be found in your state of insanity. For the darkness is persuasive, but within moments of the sun rising, everything disappears.
It looks like I'm in for one hell of a night, and with a deep breath, I plunged into the dissipating light.
