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Turns out..
The Rake wasn't really dead.
Slenderman took the disembodied form of the Rake to his Study, assumably down to his Lab.
Where I.. Once.. Was.
Somehow, I couldn't quite grasp what happened down in the Labs. There were bits of memories, but they were totally blurred and/or blank. Like you're seeing underwater.
"Asriel, wanna watch a movie with us?"
I remember seeing blue. Nothing but an endless void of blue. And then there was yellow. Green. Red and black.
"Asriel?"
A flower. I was certain it was a flower. Trembling. Crying?
"Azzy?"
A disembodied voice screeching into my ears. Forming words I cannot understand. Words I refused to acknowledge.
Like.. Like-!
"ASRIEL!"
I snapped out of my trance and was swallowed by a pair of red and black orbs gazing into mine.
"Are you okay?" Ben had asked, but his voice never echoed out of his mouth. It was as if he was mute and I was reading his lips.
"Yeah." My voice muffled in my ears as I remained gazing into his worried eyes.
"Are you sure?" His lips moved once more, no sound emitting from it.
"Yeah." Another muffle.
He turned his head over his shoulder, preventing me from seeing what he was hollering behind him. He whipped his back to mine once more, panic evident in his tone.
"What's wrong?" I had asked him, but my jaw locked shut and I remain stagnantly gazing into his eyes.
His hands grasped my shoulders, my vision blurred as his mouth opened. Shouting something I cannot fathom. Darkness lurked at the corner of my eye. Faces yet to be seen clouded my vision, all wearing disoriented smiles, eyes red and cloudy. They were.. Laughing. As if mocking me.
A tall dark figure, bright red eyes. Narrowing, glowering. Chaos evident in its gaze as its darkened lips curved into a menacing smile. Sending possible shivers dien my spine.
Then I saw its hands. Perfectly crafted human hands with black manicured nails, reaching for my throat. Slowly the hands transformed into a discomforting shape, its dark nails growing longer and sharper, its fingers doing the same exact thing until it grasped my neck tightly, a choke emitting from my throat as I clutched into nothing.
Darkness swept across my vision as the oxygen from my body was being choked out. More spots of darkness. Another and another, until there were only the monster's eyes. Until.. Until—!
Until there was light.
I heard myself gasp as loudly as gasping could be. Sweat trickled down my forehead and I was met by Slenderman's faceless head, his slender hand holding what seems to have been a syringe; bright violet liquid trailed its way down the syringe's needle.
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