Reddoons pov:
It's been about 24 hours since the death of sepeticle. I don't know what to do, I don't even no if this is real and I can't even sleep without recalling what happened. I- I just wish that it was me instead.
*2 hours later 11:00 pm*
"Gosh what am I doing I need to get up off the couch, This is not what he would have wanted me to do."
*Reddoons gets up off the couch and walks to the kitchen to make himself food*
"Finally I'm done, Sepeticle- Oh.. yea."
*Reddoons sits done at the table by himself and eats. But as he is about to take his first bite he hears something..*
"Don't be sad red"
a faint whisper? It sounds like... Sepeticle?*
*Reddoons immediately stands up*
"What was that..?"
*Reddoons says with a hint of horror in his eyes,
As he says that the door bell rings. Reddoons walks over to the door carefully. He then opens it*
"Hello-"
Cliffhanger????
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The haunting
SpiritualA story about reddoons and how he copes with the death of his brother
