Pernico One-Shots

Nightmare

The last thing I can remember.... Let's see...

Nico was in chains.. He was locked up and we were seperated. I wasn't in chains or any kind of imprisonment but I couldn't move my feet. It was like they were sown into the ground beneath my feet.

    "Nico! How did we get here? What's going on?!"  I shouted.

Nico looked up at me and hung his head back down.

       "Nico?!" I shouted once more.
He looked up again and appeared as if he was shouting, but no sound.

Was it possible that he couldn't hear me?

How did this happen? We were stuck in a sound defying room with no source of communication. I soon began to hyperventilate. A panic attack soon arose within my core.

I couldn't breathe. I gasped for air..... Oxygen.... Anything...

And thats when everything went black.

When I woke back up I was able to move. Odd. Of course my first instinct was to run over to Nico. So that's obviously what I did.

I rushed over by his side and hugged him.

     "Oh Nico! I'm so glad that you're okay!" I unhuggified myself from him and looked at his face, expecting a kiss fron him...
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His head hung back down. No response. Is it possible?

No.

I felt around where his heart was.......

Ba bump

Ba...bump

Ba.....bumpp....

Ba.......bumpp....

I became silent. The relief of his heart beating flew away.

He was..  Dead....

A door opened up on my side of the room.

      "And that's all I remember." I told the therapist.

       "The room was for loves ones/couples... It was designed to where one of the individuals had to die for the other to escape and live a life. The ultimate test of love. Nico presumed that you had died when you lost conciousness and told the room that he will be the sacrifice... For you.. I mean I'm guessing." The therapist giggled.