But Were They Really There?

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Horuss was standing in a field by himself 

It was always the same dream everytime

He walked through the field until he got to a house,the house was covered in flowers maybe like someone threw them at it,but he didn't really know it was always the same guess anyways

As he walked into the house he spotted a painting that was never there before he couldn't really reconize the face.The painting had a boy who had his  eyes closed,his hair was...grey..and he was holding a knife in his hand..

He shook his head looking away from the picture until he spotted a small recorder.That wasn't there before etheir..he pressed the play button and music started but it was all cracky..

A few seconds later a voice came on it sounded calm but disorented and the words were just..odd

"Im laying down in a field by myself"

this caught Horusses attention

"twelve hundred flowers I threw at your house,but who cares"

His eyes widened at the next lyric

"losing all my friends but were they all really there? I painted you sleeping with a knife in your hand,do you care?"

He droped the recorder and he steped away from it until he bumped into something

"Child..it looks like your offically in the game now!" the voice he heard before giggled and his vision turned dark before waking up confused

"What the hell...?"

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