A Regretfull Life (Creepypasta fanfiction)

Chapter 21

~~~~~~~~~ Masky's P.O.V~~~~~~~~~

I am sick of this.

This...blackness.

I don't know how long i've been here, i can't hear anything, feel anything.

I just feel my motionless body float, or fly, as you want to call it, through this black scenario.

The last thing i remember?

The last memory i have was most likely a week after we saved Rachel from Liu.

I remember taking a walk in the woods, to clear my head, when i saw Clockwork.

That bitch...

I remember she aproaching me, i remember me taking my knife out, ready to stab her.

I remember my back hitting a tree, and then Clockwork ran a hand through my arm.

I also remember wearing a black t-shirt that day.

After that, though, my memory is blank, i remember being here, and i never left.

Damn it, i remember i was tracking Liu to try to kill him. Or at least torture him for what he had done to Rachel, Hoody and Jeff. Okay, mostly Rachel and Hoody.

Sigh...

I don't even know if i'm alive.

I wondered if this is my soul inside Slender.

I wondered if this was 'life' after death.

I wondered if i was in a coma.

I wondered a lot of things, but one thing never crossed my mind: An effective way of getting out of here.

I can't even move.

Which is seriously pissing me off, by the way.

Suddenly, i saw the scenario change to white, instead of black.

I felt some power pull me down, wherever down is.

I then felt like i was on a very familiar steel table. My eyes were heavy, i couldn't open them.

I could feel the cold of the steel table though.

And i heard the voices.

Hoody's, BEN's, Jeff's and Slendy's.

"Is he awaken yet?"-BEN.

"Can he feel where he is?"-Jeff.

"Can he hear us?" I heard the quiet voice of Hoody.

After his voice, silence fell upon the room.

I made a groan, trying to speak and open my eyes.

What can i say? It fucking hurt.

"He's waking up!" BEN said.

"No shit, sherlock!" Jeff said, and by his voice i bet he rolled his eyes.

I made more effort and successfully sat up and slowly opened my eyes.

My whole body fucking ached.

It was still better than being in that stupid blackness and not feeling shit.

(Quick A/N- Sorry if he looks a lot like a girl speaking right now but i usually do this to girls, and i'm trying something new, so please bear with me ;D)

"First question: How long have i been out?" I asked, staring at them.

"Uh, almost a day..." Jeff said.