Darkness.
All she could see was darkness.
A faint blue light caught her eye. She raised an eyebrow at the suspicious glowing ball and gripped her checked skirt. Her breath became still, a transparent cloud with a tint of gray escaped her mouth.
"Oh god, not you again. Octo-girl."
With a comical 'swoosh,' the unknown voice caused her head to turn back around in confusion. She found nothing however, and continued treading the stone path with a sense of anxiety surrounding her.
That light... was blue... just like her hair...
The girl ignored the odd coincidence as she made her way further down the tunnel of never-ending darkness.
It was her... I swear it was her...
Another step forward, another denial of the crazy voices surrounding her. She couldn't go back to escape, or rather, she didn't want to. She would keep on rolling down the unknown, never stopping.
The previous voice, had changed colors now. It was now a somewhat pastel yellow, unlike the light, which was still as blue as it could be. As it would always be.
The girl's breath had begun to pace in quick, short steps. She had no time to breath. The darkness was surrounding her. She couldn't escape. Run... just fucking run!
But she couldn't.
Her feet were pinned to the ground as the voice turned a darker shade of blue. Navy blue. It got louder, black seemingly pouring itself in as the staccato breaths were replaced with almost nothingness. Fuck! Run! Run!
"Oh god, not you again. Octo-girl."
"Oh god, not you again. Octo-girl."
"Oh god, not you again. Octo-girl."
"STOP!" the girl cried out in desperation. Her hair, a flashy strong shade of light pink, wrapped itself around her arms. "Ahaha, thinking you can escape. You will never turn back. Never ever."
The new voice, was although deep and flourishing, had no sense or true feeling. It was a gray voice, according to the pinkette. She had heard this voice many times before, but now it seemed to click.
It's the same person. Blue hair. Evil smile. Those damn fists.
"Please! Stop! I can't breathe!"
"Oh, Octo-girl. When will you ever learn?"
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A/N: Sorry for short chapter, major writer's block here!
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