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Nightmare (part 2)

Tw: funeral, death/dead body (mentioned), screaming, poisoning (mentioned)

Honestly I actually cried at one point while I wrote this.

Logan's POV

The scene around Logan shifted, the body in his arms disintegrating, his limbs straightening out into a standing position. He found himself on a hill. Looking down he saw a redwood coffin with golden trim. He looked away before his eyes could drift to the open section at the top. He made his way to the seats just as two other lookalikes approached the coffin. One had a handlebar mustache, while the other was wearing glasses and holding onto a notepad. The one with the mustache bounced up to the coffin, smiling as he looked at the still body. "That's a pretty nifty bed you've got there brother! Brother? Emile why isn't brother waking up?"

"Dear.... This sleep is different.... Prince isn't going to wake up." The mustached man looked between Roman and Emile, a look of confusion spreading over his features.

"Was he cursed? True love can save him, can't it? It always works!"

"Remus-" Emile tried to stop him but he was already strutting away. "Come back!"

"Have you informed Thomas yet?" Logan jumped as a voice came from behind him. The voice had a slight lisp to it but Logan assumed that it was another lookalike.

"What are we supposed to tell him, 'The reason why you haven't been as creative lately is that the half of creativity that you use the most decided to kill himself.' Good luck with that." Logan's voice was bitter.

"Thomas needs to know and I doubt he'll believe me!" A yellow gloved hand was placed on Logan's shoulder. "This isn't you logic. You're usually the first to get up after things like this."  Logan whipped around to face the speaker, surprised at the green scales that covered half of his face.

"This is nothing like the little mishaps3that we have encountered prior to this! Prince is dead! Half of Thomas's creativity is no longer functioning!"

"Logic-"

"No deceit! You can't say anything! I was the one to find him! I was the first to realise who he was! I could have saved him! You can't tell me how I should feel right now until you hold the person you love in your arms and know that you could have saved them." Logan glared at deceit spitefully before a pained scream ripped thru the relative calm of the clearing.

"Help! I don't know what's wrong he just started screaming!" Emile yelled over the ear splitting screeches. Logan and deceit followed anxiety and morality to where Remus was emitting the disconcerting expressions of pain.

Remus was curled into a tight ball, practically ripping out his hair as he screamed. Emile was trying to comfort him but having little successes.

"What happened?" Morality crouched beside the couple.

"I-I don't know! One moment he was babbling about how he was going to find a cure for Prince, the next he was screaming!" Logan felt his eyes widen.

"Are you sure this isn't another one of his scams to grab our attention? This isn't the first time he randomly started screaming." Deceit casually leaned against a nearby tree.

"I know Remus and I know why he does what he does. This is different. He is in pain. Real pain." Emile started arguing with deceit about Remus.

"I have a theory for what maybe happening..." All eyes turned to Logan. "Due to his joint role with Prince in Thomas's creative development, Remus may be experiencing something called power overflow, as Prince's power is transferred over to him."

"None of us understood that calculator watch. You're the only one who actually reads the rules of the mind." Anxiety was quick to point out everyone's confusion.

"Well, you know how your voice modulates at several different frequencies whenever Thomas is particularly anxious?" Anxiety looked confused but nodded all the same. "Well Remus is used to sharing the role of creativity with Prince, and with Prince no longer in the equation all the creative power is pushed into Remus." Remus's screaming suddenly cut off. They all looked to see Remus laying limp is Emile's arms. Emile tried to wake him up but all he managed to get from the prone man was a quiet whimper. Logan approached them, checking  Remus's pulse and picking up one of his arms, only to let it drop limply back at his side. Logan continued to observe Remus until he noticed that everyone else was starring at him. "If you were to ask me I would say that he has entered a coma like state in order to compensate for the wildly unfamiliar stimuli."

The others immediately started to ask questions that blurred together as his vision faded to black. Logan blinked as his vision returned, showing a book splayed out on his lap. He was in what he assumed to be his room as he tried to read. Key word tried. He had been stuck on the same sentence for a solid minute before he slammed the book closed in frustration. He threw it onto the bed and stood up, making his way downstairs. When he entered the kitchen he encountered yet another lookalike.

'Why does everyone look so similar! It's like I'm in an alternate dimension where everyone was cloned! Virgil's mirror theory must be getting to me.'

This lookalike had a leather jacket and a large paper sign on his chest that said 'sleep'. "Sup gurl!" 'Sleep' waved as he made himself a cup of coffee. Judging by the empty coffee packets this was not his first.

"Salutations sleep. May I ask how many cups you have had?"

"One...." Sleep held the coffee closer to his chest as deceit entered the kitchen.

"Of course. And I can't tell when people are lying." Deceit plucked one of the empty packages from the counter and flicked it into the trash.

"Honey, I'm not lying. This is the only cup I've used." Sleep gave them a knowing smirk as he placed another packet into the coffee brewer.

Logan sighed, exasperated by the addict's antics. "If you want caffeine poisoning be my guest!" He yelled back as he walked into a common area.

Does anyone want to do a QandA thing. We are nearing the end of the first part of the book and if you guys wanted to do it I would. It would probably be the same as the the 'do you want me to write any of these books'. I would do it once I had enough people commenting questions and stuff to make it a viable chapter.