Reality and the ugly truth

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Taco flopped in the sleeping bag she was given as there wasn't Enough room for two beds. She knew that this would end badly like everything else she was given. Book on the other hand seemed to zone out, like this was not important enough to care for. "Book you alright" Price tag noticed as well perking up from the comic their reading. "Yeah just wondering if I should get this figurine I found on Amazon, it looks like an elephant." Price tag just did the blink with the 'are you serious face'. "Seriously not the fact we might be stuck here for Awhile!" "Nope, besides two wouldn't lock us up ever"

Price tag and taco exchanged looks then price tag went back to reading. "Book two can't let us leave if it's the government's decision" "they can" "*sigh*". 

Taco closed her eyes pulling the sleeping bag over her self. Closing her eyes, slowly drifting off. It was quiet, and dark. Like a black void swallowed her whole. Weird but nice at the same time. Like closing your eyes under water. She heard voices but they were the distanced and muffled, like static. A flood of peace comes over her. (Like she did commit the murders) washing away all her worry. The first time in her lifetime she felt truly stress free. 

At least she was until everything flared white for a moment. Then back to black. Confused she swam around trying to find out what made the void going white. "What" "is that what you said to pickle" . She froze. "Make him think he was doing what he wanted, like he was heard" . Tears swelled in her eyes. "That's not what I-." "I thought I gained a friend, turns out I gained nothing" . "No wait please don't leave. Don't go!" She fell to her knees the darkness overwhelmed her. 

Book heard taco mudder in her sleep. She didn't say anything of it nor did she wake her up. She knew from the first glance she'd beat up someone for breathing to loud. Book was pretty sure she was having a bad dream about someone. And she might get hurt if she woke her up. In stead she fell asleep on the bean bag in the corner of the room. If she ever met the person who was the one to hurt her. 

Taco awoke, panting loudly. She was stuck there remembering everything that happened... everything he did wrong. She looked around the room then at the clock. 3:00 am, of course demon hour.

She got up making sure not to wake book and price tag who were fast asleep. She walked over to the window, opening it slightly then hopped out. A walk would be nice. She didn't go through the door it was way too loud. She stepped on the damp grass it was nice to the touch, but no the less she made her way to the forest. 

Maybe she could find a place to calm down at...

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