(Thorn's POV)
I heard a door swung open but I just lied down unmoving. I heard the pitter patter of little feet, and suddenly the bag was off my head. I looked up, my eyes adjusting to the dark around me, standing before me was Sally. She stared at me while I studied her features, I hadn't realized how small she was before. While I was lost in thought she piped up,
"Miss Thorn I'm sorry Slendy doesn't trust you enough to let you out of here." She smiled at me. At least she took the potato bag of my head.
"It's fine Sally, it's not your fault." Even though I was trying to keep her happy she started to tear up.
"No I feel like it's my fault your here," She had run up to me and cried on my shoulder, " I will get Slendy to let you out right now." She ran out without another word and I was left confused in the dark.
After a couple minutes of sitting in the dark I gave up on Sally coming back, so I layed back down on the cold cement floor. My eyes slowly started to close and I fell into a deep sleep, the darkness surrounded me and all I could hear was my heart beat in my ears.
Light sounded me, yawning I blinked my eyes clear. Slowly I looked around the room, I saw everyone it was like no one had died, it was like I was dreaming. I started to cry a little, whatever that dream was was awful.
"Are you ok Thorn?" asked Tyson. Before I knew it I had my arms wrapped around him.
"I t-thought I had l-lost you guys." I sobbed into his shirt. Looking up from him I saw the others all with confused looks on their faces.
"What do you mean?" asked Kris wrapping my arms his arms around me as as well.
"I had a dream a-and you all died a-and I couldn't s-save you a-and it was all my fault." I said as I buried my face into Tysons shirt. I tried to steady my breathing, but I couldn't keep it under control.
"Hey it's ok, we're all good. Just look up at us." Kris cooed into my ear. More arms wrapped around me and I smiled. All of a sudden all the warmth vanished, I looked up to see what happened. I froze, everything was not back to normal and this isn't real life. What was happening?
Word count: 417
Sorry for such a short chapter. I will be updating more often.
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