Last memories I didn’t know how long I had been laying on Orlando’s corpse for when I woke.His blood had congealed in my fur and seemed to seep underneath my own skin to my bones.Instead of being collapsed in the grass and blood, I was laying on a bed in a closed room, clutching a pillow. The white sheet underneath me was stained with Orlando and the yellow walls had bloody smears across them. My body was no longer dislocated or broken. The only pain I felt was emotional.Where was I? Where was Ringo?Oh god, where was Sylvia?“Sylvia?” I whimpered, scanning the empty room for her “Ringo?”There was nothing here, just me. I was trapped in a room, with Orlando all over me. Where was he? Where was I?“SYLVIA?” I cried out, feeling panic grip at my gut “RINGO?”Had Ringo been taken too? Where was Orlando’s body?Panic bubbled up and formed a screaming sob. Where was everyone? Why could no-one hear me?!“S-SYLVIAAA?” I wailed, before the door opened “RINGOOO?”“Omen!
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