Explanations

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--Toast's Nightmare--

I was falling again. I kept trying to remember where I was, but every time I thought I knew, it became vague and I couldn't remember. I finally landed in a small room with one door behind me. I looked up, hoping for something good, finally. Instead I saw Jimmy, knife in hand, doing his signature crazy laugh. I scrambled to my feet and began to run away through the door, and went into a hallway full of people hung by their own organs filling the room. The walls had letters written in blood, which I didn't take the time to read. I could barely see through the amount of corpses in the narrow hallway, but I could see a bright light in a door way and I ran through it.

The bodies were gone, and I couldn't hear Jimmy anymore. In front of me stood Gavin, my twin brother. We never really got along... He was holding a gun in his right hand and it was pointed at me.

He pulled the trigger and I woke up next to Johnny Ghost. By him was Maxwell's revolver and I could tell he was dead. I crumpled to my knees began to cry when I heard a voice coming from the only way out of the room, a locked door.

I went toward the voice, looking back at sir's body before I did. I prepared my pistol just in case it was something dangerous. I opened the door and was greeted by-

Bill?

The triangle was floating in a really fancy room that reminded me of lounge or a really good looking waiting room, but considering how the rest of this went, I was pretty sure he was here to kill me like everything else. I turned to the door to run out, but was greeted by a mirror image of the room behind me, and Bill was in the exact same spot as were he was on the other side.

"Hiya!" He said, smiling as much as an eyeball could smile. I rose my gun and he snapped his fingers as I pulled the trigger. I watched as a duckling flew out of my pistol and landed in Bill's hands. "I'm Bill Cypher."

"I already knew that, you tried to kill my friend, remember? Where am I?" I demanded to him.

"Geez! Calm down. We're in your mind. Boxy wanted to give you some nightmares while it decided what do do with you. You can thank me if you want."

"Why would I thank you. All you've done is try to kill me and Ghost. I think he might be mentally scarred from the experience." I growled to him.

"He is!" Bill laughed, "and you should thank me because Red-eye isn't leveling the neighborhood. You see, I had a little talk with Boxy-" 

"What? When? How long has that Box Thing been in town?" I demanded loudly.

Bill shrugged, "I ran into it last night, but it says it's been here sense he felt Hoodie get hurt."

"When Casket cut off his hand? Why... Why did you talk to him?"

"Because he had what I wanted, and I can give him who he wanted. You see, Boxy doesn't like Red-eyes much-"

"I knew that, I'm a Paranormal Investigator Extrodenare and I live with Ghost." I scowled at him ad he continued.

"But Boxy loves the kid, so I just gave a little visit to Hoodie's mind this morning and grabbed a little someone to complete a deal."

"You took Ghost from his own mind?!" He laughed at my horrified expression.

"No, I took something else!" He began to laugh louder. "And the funniest thing? Boxy doesn't even remember our deal, but I've still got three new allies! Three!"

I counted on my fingers, "so Ghost, Cardboard and... Jimmy?" 

"I thought you were smart, I'm a little disappointed. No no no no." He waved a finger parent-style. "I've got Boxy, the little mind kid, and someone else who would prefer to stay anonymous." He laughed again, "And now I've got you too!"

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