He sat there, in the ever growing puddle of ink, wondering what happened. He had seen his best friend torn open. He had seen that sickening smile on his face as he did the deed.
...They lied.
He lied.
THE CREATOR LIED TO US.
...why?
He watched as she walked away with a bitter gleam to her eye.
...was it me?
Did I do wrong...?
Please... help.
He watched as time slipped by. As the floor boards began to creak, as the walls peeled and cracked. The smell of old rotting wood premeats the air. As ink dribbled down the wall, only to create puddles and further stain the floor.
He watched and watched until on day a new sound filled the air.
CREEE
"Joey! I'm here, what did you want to show me?"
...Henry?
YOU ARE READING
batim one shots
Fanfictionwell... this is my first time writing for this fandom. I'll probable write a series of one shots that link together in some way. I'll write as the story comes to me.
