"YOU BASTARD!" I was struggling against my chains. He was going way too far.
He showed me a live video tape of Blake playing with some dolls in a small room.
My eyes widen and my head dropped. My voice was barely a whisper.
"Please... don't hurt her." I was shaking again. "You bastard. I'll tell you what you want. Just... don't you lay a finger on her."
"Anything else?"
"I only trust the students around her. Not Mineta. But I don't want any Pros with her." I could tell he was confused with my request but didn't ask any further.
"TRUTH."
"Anything else?"
I shook my head.
"Anything else!" His voice was stern. I winced.
"Three times. I've died three times before."
"TRUTH."
Eraserhead nodded, clearly happy with my new found corporation. "Good."
"How old are you now?"
"Almost fifteen." My answers were short. I didn't really have much energy left.
"TRUTH."
"What is your name?"
I flinched. "Aishi."
"FALSE."
"What is your name?"
I shook my head.
"WHAT is your name!!"
I shook my head again.
"WHAT IS YOUR NAME!"
"NO!"
Eraserhead sighed and sat backed down, frustrated with my stubbornness. "Why won't you tell me?"
"That name holds too much."
"TRUTH."
"And why's that?"
"That's personal."
"TRUTH."
"Fine then." He leaned in. "How did you die the first time?"
I really didn't want to answer this, but I didn't want to test his patience further.
"Suicide."
"TRUTH."
He just nodded. "Second?"
"Ran over by a truck."
"TRUTH."
"Third?"
"Murder? Assisted suicide? I guess it's just murder. Murder."
"TRUTH."
He wrote a few things down and looked back up. "Were you a villain in any other life?"
I sighed. "Technically, no."
"TRUTH."
He smiled. Eraserhead got up from his chair and Rim Reader followed him. They left the room, leaving me exhausted and wanting to go to bed. But that wasn't for awhile.
The door opened once more.
"Hey there! I tried coming earlier but they stopped me!"
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