Heavy sobs came from the alley way as Fresh tried to calm himself. There was a soft click and a chuckle, Fresh slowly opened is eyes and squeaked as a gun was held to his head. "Whats such a small Monster like you doing all alone out here..?" He said in a deep, monotone voice. "I...I..I uhm.. W..Was heading to my ..w...work place and I....I..I started having a panic atta!-" He was suddenly slapped across the face. "DOES IT LOOK LIKE I GIVE A SHIT?! NOW GET UP!" He turned the safety off with a small click, Fresh shakily got up "I....I..Im sorry......" He was crying softly. "Alright now give me everything you have on you, phone, money anythi-" There were sudden rapid footsteps coming down the alley way "HEY!!!" Fresh's attacker looked down at the way the noise was coming from and growled "...Shit.." He ran away from Fresh, tucking his gun into his pocket. The rapid footsteps soon stopped infront of Fresh, who was now on the ground crying heavily. He felt a warm hand touch his shoulder which made him jerk back into the wall, "Hey.. Calm down.. Im not here to hurt ya Nerd.." Fresh glanced up at his savior to see the same skeleton from earlier, it was PJ.. "....T..T..Tha...nk y....y..yo..u..." He managed to choke out, "Yeah..." He looked down the way the attacker ran and growled softly before snapping his attention back to Fresh. "Did you know that guy..?" He said softly, Fresh paused before nodding a bit "W...W..We used to be childhood friends....... H..His name is William A..Adams...." he paused before softly weeping "H...H...H..He knows where I live..!" He covered his face with his sleeves, "Shit..." PJ sighed and looked around. 'You know what to do PaperJam.' The voice in PJ's head said "Shut up you stupid voice thing..." He mumbled 'My name is Ava.' "A voice has a name?" He mumbled again 'Hush up. You know what to do with him.' PJ sighed softly "I could have you stay at my place... Or I could stay at yours and watch... over..... you..." He looked at Fresh, who seemed to have dozed off.. A small smile grew onto PJs face "Heh..." He gently picked the smol skele up as he made his way out of the alley, he glanced around before starting to making his way to his home 'You have 2 chances.' PJ looked around "2 chances for what? Jesus your annoying 'Ava'" He rolled his eyes. 'PAPERJAM WATCH OUT!' Ava shouted as PJ felt a sharp pain go threw his entire body, he fell the the ground. Blood dripping from his mouth as he coughed. He didnt let go of Fresh, his grip just got tighter on him. He grunted in pain "F..Fuck.. N..Nerd wake up dammit..!" He coughed, he started to get dizzy as his vision blurred.
"F...Fresh....."
Everything went dark.
{Here you go, 3rd chapter}
