The night was long.
George decided that Clay would sleep on George's bed, which was really comfortable, to say the least, it's was nice to sleep on a full stomach alongside someone else.
Even with these luxuries, Clay felt like he was going to puke, the feeling kept crawling back every time he dared remembered Georges words before he fell asleep
"Tomorrow me and Tubbo will go show you to the others, figure out what to do with you, tall guy"
Clay knew what he was, and he was so scared of tomorrow.
Though he has managed to hide it, it won't go away.
Clay got up, slipped out the living space and crept down the croaking steel hallway until he made his way back to his prison, the metal container.
He was hoping he could leave and live happily with these boys but he knew deep down that they weren't bystanders.
They're part of this.
Clay dipped his hand into the reeking bucket inside the container.
They'll kill him if they figured out.
His fingertips lightly touched the solid object inside.
They don't care.
He gently raised the circular object towards his right eye. A sharp pain burst through his eye and his skull as it latched to his face.
As soon as the pain soothed, he glanced to the roof, until his eyes wandered towards the door the metal container.
"Clay?"
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Bruh I am so sorry for not uploading on my channel or posting anything on the book for a while, I've been so distracted lmao
Sorry for how short this is too, just know that I don't intend on leaving this book unfinished or abandoning it!
Also one last apology for my spelling mistakes!
This was just a sort of "yo im still alive" kind of thing.
-Northiree
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Location 2 Project: OPPC // DreamTeam AU
FanficREAD THIS, IMPORTANT ====================== Location 2 is the first containment location situated in the UK. These Locations are used for Project OPPC- Over Powered Person Containment, to assist the code red classified problem in the UK and the US...
