Remembering Nightmares

Cleaning Up

The skeleton took off his scarf, rubbing his eyes. He didn't know how long he was asleep, but he didn't really care. Though the clothes that he was wearing felt a bit weird...

They were stiff and made it harder to move. Plus they had this off smell, a smell he couldn't put...

Looking in the reflection of the water, he gasped! His eyes were lined with a purple substance!

Looking at his scarf, he noticed something, it had an odd smell... A bad smell, just like his clothes...

Shaking his head, he walked around, looking for something. After some hours, he found a large bowl and something called soap. Shrugging it off, he went back to the creek and gathered some water in the bowl.

Taking off all of his clothes, he noticed some scars on his body... It was odd... He felt anger towards the markings... Like who ever gave them to him wasn't someone he should trust...

Shaking it off, he started to wash his clothes. It only took a few minutes for the water to be tainted purple with his blood.

Still he used it, knowing the creek's water was limited at the moment, somehow. Once the clothes were the color of white and black once more, he let them hang on some sort of thread. He was surprised that it was able to hold up his heavy clothing.

Humming a tad bit, he looked around for more things to find. He ended up going back to Grillby's again.

He grabbed a bottle that said Hardcore Whiskey, whatever that was. Deciding to see what it taste like, the skeleton took a sip. 

He winced at the burning sensation that he was given. However, he downed the bottle quickly, it barely burned his throat after the first couple of sips. Though it did make him dizzy and a bit harder for him to walk straight. Two things that he was fine with.

"Are you okay?" He asked, even though he knew no one was with him... No one was going to answer him...

Still there was just silence that he was still surprised with... He sighed, nodding. The silence felt unnatural and off putting.

Taking the empty bottle of Whiskey, he went back to the creek. He wanted to explore this world a bit more, but he was going to be needing a few things first.

He placed it in the chilling water, letting it fill the glass bottle quickly. He yawned softly, his eyes dropping a bit. He shook off the sleepiness as he corked the bottle. 

Placing it a ways from the rushing water, he laid down on the cool floor. He didn't really mind sleeping... It seemed to be the only thing going for him here... The only thing of interest in the void of white...

Hey! Sorry for the long pause, I was grounded for a while. I hope this makes up for some of it... Hope ya had a nice Halloween!

                                                                    ~SR