A Colorless Masquerade [COMPLETED] (BOOK 4)

Epilogue

Sam's Pov:
I woke up from my sleep as I accidentally hit the floor. My blankets were still wrapped around me and my pillow was on the verge of falling over. I groaned in pain as my body stung from the sudden drop. I carefully got up and walked towards the bathroom, the blanket still wrapped around me. I turned the light on and looked at myself in the mirror. I'm still a freak as always being a mouse hybrid and all. My black hair was messy and my eyes had bags under them. I rubbed my eyes as I yawned. 'Why did I bring this blanket? I'll get it wet.' I thought, annoyingly. I really wasn't thinking when I got up so suddenly. I opened the door to the bathroom and threw the blanket outside in the hallway. I felt the cold wind against my skin and shivers went up to my spine. I turned the faucet on and put one finger in the water to test the temperature. It started warming so I took out my toothbrush and toothpaste which were to the side of my sink. I began brushing my teeth once the toothbrush was wet and toothpaste was applied. I continued looking in the mirror with no feeling. I am really glad to have chosen to live in an abandoned town. A place where no one would dare come to. A place where people wouldn't judge my hybrid appearance or my small disability. Once I finished brushing my teeth, I washed my hands and turned the faucet off. I dried my hands with the towel before shutting the lights off and closing the door behind me. I bent down to pick the blanket off the floor as I wrapped it around me. It was too cold to be in just pajamas.

I slowly made my way to my room. I didn't feel hungry or had the need to use the toilet. I was fine as if I woken up before and I was just taking a nap. I went inside my room and closed the door. I looked at my clock which was beside my bed and it read '11 AM'. I woke up late than most mornings. Did I? Why does it feel like I never did? Like as if I was in a coma? I brushed the feeling off and made my way to where my computer was. That is until I felt something touch my feet. I looked down to see a crumpled piece of paper. I was confused as I never written down anything from the night before. I usually never do considering that I never communicate with other people. I bent down again to pick the paper up and see if anything important was on it. At first, there was nothing in the front before I flipped to the back was where something was written. Something that wasn't in my handwriting or knowledge.

"I'll n- forget those guys. Especially Fail-, Pink-, -shep, and Ex-" ~ Log-

The paper seemed to have gone through water as the ink was smudged. I could make out some things but, those names. Who are they? I never heard of anyone with those names before. Are they famous people? Who was this writer? Log? Never heard of anyone with that name or nickname. Why is this scrapped piece of paper here? Who left it here? Why? Why does it feel like I know these names? Why does it feel like that person named 'Fail' is special to me?

I'm just solo.

The End
(For now that is)