winterwaters (cancelled lmao)

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"hey, you!"
a voice comes echoing through the darkness.

"yes, you!"
it seems to be addressing the hunched figure in the inky blackness, pale and contrasting against the emptiness.

"wake up!"
that figure... it seems familiar.

"leave him alone, olive!"
he doesn't look like a he.

"are you sure that's a he?"
exactly.

"whatever he is, he's not waking up!"
wait... is he asleep? he doesn't look asleep. he isn't moving. and yet he's so familiar...

"he doesn't have to."
SLAP!

the world flashes, like a light was suddenly turned on, and i flinch away, closing my eyes against the blinding brightness. when the darkness returns, the figure is gone.

"what did you do that for?"
this voice is different from the other two - it's far deeper, and more angry.

"come back, vvvvvvvvvvvvvvv!"
yet another voice in the darkness. it seems to be directing its words at the deep voice, but when it says the name of deep-voice, all that can be heard is a low murmur.

a pause, and comforting silence.

"ew!!!"
the fourth voice again, and a cold blast of air rushes through the darkness.

"is that a dead person?" it screeches.

that figure...

it was me.