Jeremyyyyyy... A cold, familiar voice echoed through Jeremy Heere's pitch black room. It was midnight; Jeremy couldn't sleep. Jeremyyyyy... There it was again. Jeremy began mumbling to himself, "The squip can't be back. I got rid of him. He can't still be here-" You're wrong, Jeremy... "WHAT?!" Jeremy shouted in surprise. The voice had been whispering his name all night, but Jeremy didn't expect it to respond. "Y-you can't be real. I have to be hearing things. I killed you." Suddenly, a well dressed man was sitting on the edge of Jeremy's bed. There was a sinister aura surrounding him. He said in his cold yet calm voice, Jeremy, you pitiful child. Computers can't die.
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The Squip Re-Enters
FanfictionI wanted to write a BMC fanfic. Enjoy my trash. Also musical is called Be More Chill
