Kreek's P.O.V:
It's dark...
Where am I?
Where is everybody?
Why do I feel so weird?
I started to walk around this strange empty void, calling out for everybody's names.
Nobody responded.
Then, a figure showed up in front of me. It was black and purple, but it looked a lot like..
...Me?
"What..." I mumbled in shock, stepping back a little bit. How was this possible?! T-There's no way this can be real!
"Oh.. but it is, Kreek." A distorted voice said, making me sneak out of my trance. "Who said that?!" I asked fearfully. The voice just chuckled as my strange look alike dashed over to me, now hovering in front of my face. "You did." It replied.
I stumbled back a bit as my eyes widened, almost bloodshot. How was that possible?! What's going on?!
"Wow.. you've gotten much more scared than last time.." It spoke. "Go away! What do you want from me?!" I asked furiously.
"Hope you can survive reliving your worst memories.."
The strange figure then held a sword to my neck.
"...KreekCraft."
This is just a nightmare! This isn't real!
This isn't...
...real...
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Sorry for the short chapter!
Word count: 200 words.