(Sorry for the song. I don't know why but I love it.)
I sat there just staring at my wall. The distant sound of chatter soaked through the cracked door. The faded light reaching out around the room. I don't really like light. It reminds me of the hospital and how bright it is. I sat there thinking, life is pretty pointless. Especially when you can only die of its self inflicted. It basically defeats the point of living. If I even knew what that was. I stayed there until I felt sleep wrap its lonely arms around me and pull me deep.
"Toby." A familiar female voice called out to me. I turned around to be face to face with the person who I assume had said my name. She had long blond hair pulled into a tight ponytail. Cold lifeless eyes, blood stained hair and cloths. Her lower jaw dangling from her top jaw by a few muscles. Shattered glass pierced in to her. Her limbs bent in unnatural ways. I let out a shaky breath. We started at each other for a while.
"Toby."
"L-Lyra." I don't always stutter. Just at random times. And when I'm scared. Right now is one of those times.
"But- your- your- d-dead" I mumbled out weakly.
Strong arms Wrapped around me and started to shake me Viciously.
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I'm so so sorry that it is so short. Next chapter will probably be longer.
