I-i shouldn't have drank that soda," I told myself when I got home. I crossed my arms and slouched onto my couch. I attempted to shut my eyes until I saw the same thing that startled me at the party. I blinked several times, but it wouldn't disappear. I could stare at a random object and it would look like it was glitching. I rubbed my eyes and it was gone. "That must have been a bad mix." I kept repeating. "That's what's wrong," I said with my eyes closing. "I-i just h-had a bad... mix," my voice trailed off when I fell asleep.
The next two days were a nightmare. I could hardly eat from terror. Things were glitching and the most peculiar thing happened every hour on the dot.
"Hello?" a voice would call out to me. Every hour. Every day. It would ask me, "Hello?" I began to stop eating in dread that I would trigger something and make my condition worse. I even kept myself away from my friends. Things continued to worsen and I could barely manage my sanity. I started seeing things that weren't real. This all stopped on the fourth day. The day when I answered the voice.
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The Twisted Computer
FanfictionSeven years after the events of Be More Chill, Squips have been scrapped everywhere and forgotten. However, the company in Japan, that created Squips, decided to bring them back. Now they're better and stronger. Instead of being evil, they programme...
