𓆩𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐄𝐁𝐒𓆪 ~⊹˙∘ [⌗𝐓𝐃𝐋 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑]░

FOURTEEN: Snapped Wires

Those dreams were repeating over ang over everytime i slept, each new dream showing the violence but in different places, i couldn't speak anymore. One thing was for sure, i was going to investigate.

I now sat on the bed of my cell, reading a book to distract myself for a while, the sound of pages turning were the only ones that could be heard in the quiet atmosphere.

I huffed and settled my favorite book down, it was securely nestled between the thick blankets of my bed, i silently squealed after reading a romantic chapter but had to stop myself from reading all of it in one day, i have to save it whenever i get bored.

I stretched my arm, wanting to enjoy the satisfaction of stretching my muscles.

But i think i might have stretched too much.

SNAP!

My eyes widen as the sudden jolt of pain that coursed throughout my left prosthetic, i immediately stopped stretching and realized i couldn't move the prosthetic arm. "Oh fuc-k!" I uttered before holding the arm before quickly rising to my feet.

SNAP!

A second after i heard the second snap i fell to the ground face first. I groaned again.

"Motherfucker.."

I couldn't ask for help to LadyStar, or even Void, they had a really busy schedule this week and i can't bother them.

Aarrrgh why does it have to be nowwww?!?!

Thankfully, the only thing i can move is my leg, because it wasn't paralyzed like the my arm. I used all my effort to stand up and limp towards the door. Thankfully, the door wasn't locked this time and I memorized the way towards TDL's workshop.

Good thing there weren't any Scientists or workers roaming around, saves me the embarrassment.

As i finally reached the familiar metal door of TDL's workshop, relief flooded my face, but another challenge crept up to my mind.

Talking to him.

Though we talked a few times, almost none of them were ever friendly for even a minute.

I flinched at the pain i forgot was on my arms and legs, the wires contained electricity that were now torturing my still healing wound. I just gave in and banged on the door.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!" I heard his voice echoe from the other sode, muffled yet clear.

"Dark fucking help me over here!!" I yelled back, the sound of silence followed, along with the moving of chairs and footsteps followed.

The keycard slid and the door opened, revealing the Devil before me. His eyes immediately darted to my left prosthetic that i was tightly holding, i gritted my teeth from the pain i felt.

"The wires snapped, i-i think i brok—" But i was cut off by him picking me up (bridal style oOoOo) and walking in his workshop, the door closing.

His workshop was dark, the only light that could be seen was the light from his multiple computers, each serving a purpose, with his desk littered with tools. But that was all i could tell from the light emmiting from the computer screen before he swiped off the tools on his desk, the clattering noises of metal following as the tools hit the ground. He set me to sit on his desk, being surprisingly gentle as not to put pressure to my prosthetics.