"N-no....This can't be happening....Please tell me this isn't happening.......This is just some horrible dream...right? A nightmare.....I'm trapped in a nightmare....It'll end....I'll wake up...That's what happens....right..?"
A nightmare.
"This is what happens.....They seem inescapable but...mother...she told me to remember.....All nightmares end"
That's what this was.
Right? Just some horrible nightmare.
"......That's right....She told meThen that too was a....Of course....I'll wake up.....I'll wake up and you'll be waiting for me...."
"Yes....Mother's waiting for me to wake up....That's all I have to do....I'll survive this....I'll wake up and be right by her side...."
Though, the only problem with that....
"Hm?"
The boy, lost and alone, had just notice something....Something crumpling in his pocket. He pulled a note free:One that read: look at me"
When he did, his face was immediately one of surprise and confusion.
"Now look down."
He did, finding a shard from what looked to be some form of shattered china, picking it up, looking at the paper that too was attached to it.
"Use me for your arm"
"My arm?"
He held the shatter to his arm...
and immediately wished he didn't.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
"My arm....m-my...my arm.....MY ARM!!!!"
Escaping was much easier said than done....
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King's huge frickin' book of randomness galore:The ultimate
RandomAhhh, here we are again...For the last time.
