Trapped

Ending 1- Bad

A calm tune played from Kate's guitar, everyone sitting around the extinguished fire, the wet logs was were soaked by the rain. Dwight was chewing on his fingers to the point of skin, making David forcefully grabs his hands to stop any further damage as sticky blood leaked from many opened wounds.

Hope noticed the realm that she wanted to escape so badly was being destroyed right in front of her. Was she really ready for this? She looked over to see Benedict sketching in his book, making Hope peer over. It was a sketch of Luna and Smug smiling.

Hope looked over at Boris, nervousness plastered on his face. That goofy smile was replaced by one of worry and angst, just as Luna teased. "It'll-" Hope was cut off when a loud scream caught their attention.

Hope jumped to her feet when she noticed Nea and Claudette gripping onto the edge, one mistake away until they plummeted into the inky darkness. Boris and Meg grabbed onto Nea, hoisting her up while Jake and Hope put Claudette up.

"This is all pointless," Benedict muttered, watching as the girls were breathing heavily on the floor. "We're all going to die anyway," Benedict said with a shrug, closing his journal. "Fuck you." Boris snapped, making everyone go silent and look at him.

Benedict looked him up and down, standing up. He was a few inches shorter than Boris was they stood towering over one another. "Gonna do something Canadian man? Or are you going to say 'sorry'?" Benedict dragged out the word 'sorry' in a mocking tone. Boris stood there with his jaw clench. "I don't apologize for things I'm not sorry for." His raspy voice held venom, his rage reflected in Benedict's eyes.

"Guys, stop this," Hope said cautiously, slowly putting her arm in between them. Boris let out a shaky breath, clenching his fist. "Fin-" Boris was cut off by a stinging pain on the right side of his face, his right eye went blank. His eye stung but he forced it to open, seeing Benedict with his hand red.

Boris let out a shaky breath, stepping forward. "I didn't-" Benedict said, his hands out in front of him. Boris clenched his jaw, before backhanding him. Benedict was sent flying onto his side, holding his face. "Don't lay your fucking hands on me, jackass." Boris hissed, grabbing the collar of his shirt.

Benedict gulped, knowing how close he was to the end. "Don't please-!" Benedict wailed, as Boris lifted him but. "No!" He screamed, holding onto Boris's wrist. "Boris!" Hope yelled, but Benedict was placed back on the log he was sitting on, Boris giving him a warning glare. "Don't-"

"Imbeciles~!" A deep laugh echoed around them, making them look around for the source. "What a prime example of hope, 'round of applause~!" The voice cooed mockingly. Hope bit the inside of her lip. "Want to leave so bad~? Then go!"

The ground below them began breaking before shattering. Screams echoed as they descend, arms outstretched to grab anything to break their fall. Hope closed her eyes, tears falling. Is this it?

"E-Evan?" Herman whimpered, walking over to him before collapsing. "Herman? What's wrong?" Evan asked, his eyes full of worry. "I-I'll be fine I just.." Herman gasped, holding his stomach.

Herman was stabbed due to Frank's wild fear. Herman dove to grab him and tried to lift him. Although, because of Frank's panic and fear he thrust his hand up to grab onto Herman, his knife was the only thing that connected. The shock and pain caused him to let go, sending Frank to his death.

Seeing as the Entity was being weakened, the healing that was in their camp was gone. Therefore, Herman felt everything and was in pain in what seemed like a minute. "Hey, hey it'll be okay," Evan told him, his hand on his back. "No... It's over, we're done." Herman whimpered, his head resting on his shoulder.

"Don't say that... C'mon! R-Remember what we planned? W-We would have a house! Fences! E-Even a little one to call our own." Evan choked up, tears slipping from his eyes. "We-We'd go for ice cream, the park, you could go on that swing that you kept going on about!!" Evan whimpered, smiling. "The swing, right?... Right?"

Evan's heart sunk when Herman didn't respond, his head felt heavier on his shoulder. "H-Herman..?" Evan whispered, turning his body to look at her. "Shit.." Evan whimpered as he caught Herman's head that fell like it was a boulder. He was cold to the touch and unresponsive.

"H...Herm-..." His voice got caught in his throat, his voice dying as he held the one he loved as Herman passed away. "Such a tragedy, my child~.." Evan was engulfed in darkness, the only thing he saw was Herman's lifeless body.

Evan just hung his head, tears falling from his face. "Wh...Why..? Why did you do it!?!" Evan demanded, sobbing loudly. "Me? Child, I warned to not to feel, didn't I?" Herman's body was gone now and replaced with a demon-like shadow with orange burning eyes.

"I...It wasn't my fault!" Evan hissed, narrowing his eyes at the figure in front of him. "No? But yet, here you are being guilty. It sure seems like it." The voice growled, kneeling down to Evan. He began crying again, the Entity rubbed Its fingers across his cheek. Evan winced as he felt the heat of coals on his face. "D-Don't..." Evan whimpered. "Don't act like you didn't dream of this, son. It'll be just like old times~!" The voice smirked, holding out his hand. Evan whimpered, knowing that he was right, knowing he wanted him and Enny to work out. Enny was the only father figure he's ever known and if he said no, what else was there for him?

Evan whimpered, reaching out and taking Enny's hand and everything went black.

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