Coma ABRIDGED

Chapter 4 - Sheep

Jason's POV

After the pain from the bruises all over my body has slightly gone away, I struggled to my feet as the guys were already going to punch trees and stuff. You know. CaveGame stuff.

"H-hey guys! You almost forgot about me there, didn't you? Haha..." I trailed off.

"Oh my god Jason, shut up and go get some wood I hate everyone," Ty told me while repeatedly punching Ian in the back of the head with a bored expression on his face.

"Ow! Ty, st-OW! TY, I'M NOT A-TY, I'M NOT A TREE!" Ian whined.

"Ty he is not a tree." Jerome said.

"OH MY GOD JEROME CALM DOWN I DIDN'T REALIZE GEEZ!" Ty exclaimed.

Jerome stared at him. "Ty you forgot to-"

"I HATE EVERYONE!" Ty cut him off.

While they were busy doing that, I helped collect some wood by punching trees and stuff.

"Hey, Mitch, how much wood do you have?" I asked Mitch, who wasn't too far away from me getting his own wood.

"These are not Woods!" Mitch exclaimed, hurt. "These are LOGS!"

I stared at him. "O-oh, I'm really sorry, I didn't realize they were...um, yeah..."

Soon we all gathered around in the forest.

"So, should we start building civilization or something...?" I asked.

Everyone burst out laughing.

"Of course not, Jason. We're going to aimlessly walk around the CaveGame world and accidentally kill ourselves," Adam told me. I chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?" Adam asked me. "Well...weren't you, um, being sarcastic?" I asked.

"Jason why would he be being sarcastic." Jerome asked.

"GEEZ JEROME LAY OFF HIM! I KNOW HE'S JASON, BUT STILL! GOD! I HATE EVERYONE!" Ty exclaimed.

And so we started walking aimlessly around the CaveGame world to accidentally kill ourselves.

"Uh, should I tell him?" Ian asked someone from behind me. I ignored it. I was pretending to look deep in thought. I think it was working out good, too. Everyone can always tell my emotions by looking at my face...oh. Wait.

"Don't tell him, I wanna see this," Adam said from behind me.

"If we do not tell him then who will we beat up." Jerome pointed out.

"GOD JEROME CHILL OUT, I'LL TELL HIM! GEEZ!" Ian exclaimed.

"Yo Jason!" He called, and I whipped around.

"Cliff," he said to me.

I looked down.

"Oh, hey, look at that...I'm standing on the edge of a cliff...that I could have fallen down...and died...haha..." I trailed off, and took a cautious step back.

"Why would you want to see me fall off a cliff?" I asked Adam.

He looked at me seriously. "It would have been hilarious. But SOMEONE had to be SOO PERSISTENT, DIDN'T THEY, JEROME?!"

"I was not-" Jerome started. "OH MY GOD JEROME SHUT UP. WE GET IT. CALM. DOWN," Ian exclaimed.

We kept walking, this time I was being smart and avoiding cliffs! I deserved a cookie. Sometimes Ty would give me dog treats when I did things he told me to do, like eat a light bulb or hammer my hand to a table. Wonder if CaveGame had dog treats...?

Suddenly, I saw something flying towards us.

They looked like blazing men...hmmm...I forget what exactly they were called...it's on the tip of my tounge...oh! I got it! They were called Sheep.

"Uh, guys?" I asked nervously. I was ignored. They were all having a heated conversation about how Eli Whitney invented the Cotton Gin.

"Eli Whitney invented the Cotton Gin!" Mitch declared.

"Yes." Jerome said.

"OH MY GOD YES HE DID JEROME SHUT UP AND GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT JEEZ I HATE EVERYONE. AND ELI WHITNEY," Ty exclaimed.

"Guys?!" I said as the sheep came closer.

"Look! Sheep!" Mitch said passively, pointing to the blazing men that were starting to throw fireballs at us.

"Good eye, Mitch! We can always count on you. Now RUN!!!" Adam screeched, and we fled from the evil Sheep.