Chapter 2

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My repayment for not posting in two days is posting two chapters. Enjoy!

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3rd Person's POV

Trapped...

He's trapped...

Ȳ̴̧̲̖̽͆͛̓͊̃̅͒́͋̓̉́̋͂̾͐̂͑̊̏̐̐͊̐͂̽͒̈́̎̚̕̕͘͘͝ǫ̶̨̧̧̣̩̼̘̳̫͈͙̮̞̞̦͎̙̝͚͇̪̝͍͖̣̪͖̞͈̘̥̱̬̪͚̠̜̂̀̃̓̓̑͋̑̑̈͂̈́̈́͗͒̾͆̈́̉̀͋͐̆͐͘̕̕͘͜͜͝͠͝u̵̢̨͈͙̟̼̼͓̣̳̹̝̫̱͇̙͖̪̗̯̲̱̙̠̗͇̫̻̯͇̜͈̞͖̙͍̪͎̳̽̃̾̽̿̔̈́̔͑̓͆̽̅̀͋̃̀̎̅̐͘̚͠'̶̛͈̙̯̇̿̑̓͜͝r̸̡̹̳̫̠͍͕̟͕̼͚̹͙̠͉̭̗̱̠̟͔̥̎́̊͆̅̈́̌͋̈́̓͛͊̅̇ë̸̡̡̛̮̯͙̪̖̯̤̖͇̝̥̰̖̰̹̼̦͖͇̞̜̤̺́̎̉̀̌͆̂̈̌̿̈́̊͛͛̾͒̇̑̏̏͛̔̔̚͜͜͜͝͝͠͝ͅ ̴̡̹̮̙̣͖͒̐̄͆͌̓͗́́̔̽̽̀͑͌̃̕̚͜ṯ̶̢̡̢̨̢̨̦̲̝͙̙̣͍̰̩̥̠͉͕̦̤̫̗̥̪͔̗̦̺̐̈́͛̃̽͗̀̓̉̑̐̎̃̈́̇̏͗̿̚͘͠ͅr̶̢̧̛̛̛̛̛̙̘̹̯̹̺̹̳͚̬͎̙̻̮̬̗̼͓̣͚͎̼͕̲̜̰̬̩͓͑̂́̃͌̑͆̉͆͆̅͋̓́̎̈́̊́́́̿̆̎͂̈́͌̅̅̒́͒̔̉͐͌̌̊̚͜͜͠ͅa̸̫͕̩͎̫̳̻̩̲͈̮͉̳͓̮͇͕͓̭̫̭͖͕͈̰͑́p̷͉̯͓̗̗̫͚̝̙̥̺̗̮̥͉̻͓̘̠͐̈́̈͂̓̓͂͆͜͠p̷̨̨̧̧̡̬̘̯͈̜͓͇̯͉͇̞̹͔̹͙̯͖̝̮͎̹̣̦̗̜̹͉͇̥̻̣̳̙̝̘̪̻͍̹̝̂̐̆̂̇̋̇̃͂̄͋̓̐͋̃̈́̂̓͛̂͑̊̾͒͊̃̈́͂͜é̶̙̯̦̯͎͕̘̖͎̝̫̠̮̘͖̾́̆̎́͑ḋ̴̻̥̙̫͚̱̘͙̩̣̠̃̆̽͌̑̋͋̐̅͊̓́̐̔͘̕̚̚͠.̸̧̨̡̹̯̪̜̫̞͚̫̘̹̤͇̹͎̤̘̮͕͓̘̦̻͙̱͓͕̇̄̏͊͆͋͂̄̆̿͑͒̃̓͐́̎̆̌̒̂͐͌̿̌̉͗͒̈́͂̏͘̕͘͘̕͜͝ͅ.̶̡̨̧̧̛̛͖̫̫̝̟͓̟̥̻̪͈̜̙̯̜̳̯̺̲̻̰̭̩̜͇̘̬͇̪̘̻͐̐̒̏̒̔́̄̋̓͂͗̉̏̂̏͒́̌̿͋̋͊͌͐̀̂̕͠͝͝͝.̷̨̡̧̤̺̖͈͙̭͚̭͍̜͔͔̠̰̱̪̘̱͙̻̻̺̓̽̉̈́̽͌́̊̐̀̓͂̓̚̚͜͜͜͠͝͝

He was trapped inside this void. He couldn't do much. Only the reoccurring nightmares. Always about his "friends". And it's slowly breaking him... He doesn't like this place... But it's what he deserved

The fact is... He shouldn't be here... He knows everything that has been happening is fake... Yet some times he can't bring himself to believe so... Time to time he feels lost. Not knowing what to do. But sit there

Sit here until the next nightmare happens... Just to make everything worse...

"I just want to get out..."

"Please..."

Yσυ ʂҽҽɱ ʂσ ԃҽʂρҽɾαƚҽ ყҽƚ. Sσ ραƚԋҽƚιƈ

The voice sounded dark... Glitchy... Yet, you could understand what he was saying so easily

I ɳσɯ υɳԃҽɾʂƚαɳԃ ɯԋყ Tσɱ ԋαƚҽʂ ყσυ ʂσ ɱυƈԋ

It was like this every day. Being insulted til he can't take it anymore. Constantly being reminded of what he's done

Tԋҽყ ƚԋιɳƙ ყσυ'ɾҽ ɠσɳҽ...

The insults. The pain. The reminders. Everything was directed towards one thing. Towards someone. And that one someone was... Tord...

Dҽαԃ

He should be. He shouldn't be alive. He shouldn't have survived. It just didn't help

Yσυ ƙɳσɯ ყσυ ʂԋσυʅԃɳ'ƚ Ⴆҽ αʅιʋҽ

He knows. He knows it to well. But he doesn't know what to do. He stuck. Trapped. He only stays in a void of darkness. It slowly consuming him

Bυƚ ƚԋҽɳ ɯԋყ αɾҽ ყσυ ʂƚιʅʅ ԋҽɾҽ?

That. He didn't know. He just didn't know. Why was he giving another chance? He doesn't know. But it surely left scars. Everything has it's cost...

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