Chapter 10.

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by Cacao_Seed

by Cacao_Seed

Michael's P.O.V

"Y/N? Y/N?? Where are you?"

I'm not Y/N... And who is saying that? Why are they looking for her?

Is she here? No, she can't be. And I hate the fact that she isn't here. But she will be tomorrow.

As the voice grows louder, I start to feel horrible pain. Like, really bad pain. I immediately drop to the floor. I heard the voice saying that it was accessing my memories and my brain. What is it doing to me..?! What on EARTH was in that stupid PANCAKE? The pain flushes away and I see someone standing in my room. It's a ghost like figure, kinda like a computer though. It's kinda glitching.

"Welcome to your squip,"

He looks at his hand as if something was written on it.

"Michael Mell."

Wait wait wait.. How did i get this? I know it was from a pancake, but why would mom do that?

I look at the clock and it's somehow nighttime. I sigh and shake with fear. At least I will see her tomorrow.

At least I will see her tomorrow.