You're Not my Friend | Old version (Discontinued)

【15】

Edd kept his face in an unimpressed state.
Thougt he was super impressed.
How could someone leave and just build all that? That's amazing! Edd looked around and bumped into a soldier. They turned around and looked at Edd. "Hva gjør du?" The soldier asked. His voice was scratchy and hoarse. Edd looked around nervously. "Uh what?"He asked. The soldier grabbed the body that Edd was dragging. He lifted it over his shoulder and smiled a bit. "Another prisoner huh?" He asked. Edd nodded slowly. "Ye-" Edd cleared his throat, forcing it to be deeper. "Yes. Another day on the job." He said. The soldier nodded and chuckled. "Don't worry short stack, I'll take 'im to disposal." He said. "Ho-Hold on! I'm coming too." Edd said. He was curious, he wondered what happened to all the dead bodies. "Hm aight." The soldier shrugged. The soldier started to walk and Edd followed. "Disposal.." He thought to himself.
The soldier and Edd walked to a place behind the base. Almost like a dumpster. There was a deep pit, probably hand dug, and the soldier tossed the body inside.
That wasn't a pit.
It was a mass grave!
Edd turned in disgust as the stench of dead bodies filled the air. "Oh yeah. You might wanna hold your nose." The soldier suggested. Edd nodded and looked around. Thousands of other prisoners were being forced to dig more graves with their hands as soldiers shouted and taunted them. For a second there Edd thought he was in mondern day Nazi Germany. He shook the thought from his head and turned to realize the other soldier was already gone. Edd ran to catch up with him.

"Sir is there anything else you need me to do?" Tom asked. Tord shook his head. "No pet." He answered. Tom nodded. They stood in an awkward silence until Tom spoke up. "We haven't gotten Californa yet." He said. "Be patient Tam." Tord sighed. Tom frowned and walked over to Tord's desk. "What's that?" He asked. He pointed to the picture of him and Tord. Tord quickly took it away and shoved it in his drawer. "It is nothing for you to worry about." He answered. Tom's "eyes" turned into a circle to a half circle. "What is it?" He asked again. "Thomas." Tord said.
"Why was I on there?"
"You were not."
"I saw me. And you."
".."
Tord sighed. "Tom I am not in the mood for your childish curiousity." He said. "Why won't you tell me?" Tom asked.
"I said it is not something for you to worry about."
"Please?"
"Thomas no."
"You can tell me."
"Tom.."
"Why won't you-"
"-THOMAS!"
Tord slammed his fist on the table as he stood up. Tom cowarded down and looked up at Tord. "It is nothing for you to worry about!" Tord exclaimed. Tom's bottom lip quivered and his "eyes" turned blue. Tord sighed. "Thomas I-" He was cut off by Tom. "-No I understand." He said. "I should be getting back to official buisness a-anyway." He turned and walked out the door. Tord sighed. He flopped back into his chair and held his head on the desk. "Jævla Tord.." He mumbled to himself.

Edd walked with the soldier inside the base. "Hey do you know where Ma-a prisoner named Matt is?" He asked the soldier. "No." The soldier answered. "He's a ginger, tall, has freckles, pretty sure you've seen him." The soldier nodded. "Ah. You mean subject 52807." He answered. "Yeah of course I've seen him. He's crazy." Edd looked at him confused. "I-I'm new here." He lied. "Ohh. I'll show you." The soldier said. "Name's Winn." Edd nodded. "I'm..." He tried to think of a fake name.

"Liam."