Mad as a Hatter {Madpat/AntimatterxNatemare}

Darkvision

Matt P.O.V

Its was.. Hazy...

it felt blurry. like looking through a not quite focused photo or moving too fast but slowly at the same time

it didnt make much sence.

I felt a hand on me, on my side. a cold hand. that at times lifted up. in weird out of synch patters. like it was dissapearing.

i opened my eyes. the static settling to audible silence. THen it was peirced.

"Mat.. Mat? MAT!!" the hand shook me. i looked up and saw anti. glitching. "Wh-"

"You scared us! Are you ok!?"

Dark.

I saw dark hovering over anti who was beside me. I was on the ground. and I saw nate. 

leaning against a wall. not looking in my direction. looking at the ground. i closed my eyes tightly as the blurryness still resided in my head. 

when i opened them it was different. like.. something was different about everyone. antis hand was a bit to the left than it was darks eyes were slightly more closed. Nates gaze was slightly higher.

It was weird.

But i didnt question it. 

like an idiot.

"I-Im fine.. i think" i sat up and instantly regretted it as a sharp pain shot through my stomach.

then it didnt. it was like the pain was never there it was just. hazy. it was all hazy. and weird.

I got to my feet. the pain dissapearing making me doubt if it was ever there.

i was smarter than this. i knew something was off. but that thought was pushed to the back of my head. 

"What happened?" i asked. "You just collapsed, i-you were out for an hour!"

"B-before that- w"

"I need to lay down"

i didnt say that. whats happening. its like a videogame. dialouge resetting. why cant i speak properly.

i looked around and started realizing things.

the sky was purplish. the clouds were extremely opauqe. like a videogame.

the clocks numbers werent intelligable. the writing on books were scribbles that rearranged once you look away.

Antis hair was a little too green. darks hair was too perfectly shaped.

nate stayed the same.

"Whats happening" i whispered

"Huh?" asked anti.

i looked over.

Nate moved. to look at me. his eyes.. familiar. eyes saying "Do it"

i didnt know what he was refrencing.

"Are you ok Matt?" asked dark.

I looked around. and felt in my pockets. for anything. 

Nate moved again, looking at antis pocket on his ripped jeans.

eyes trailing with intent.

Was.. Nate.. Helping?

I didnt have time to think. i saw a shape in antis pocket. i knew he had the knife. i lunged at him, caught him semi off guard but he seemed to be ready for it.  he grabbed my wrists and pulled me to the ground