I opened my eyes with a gasp.
A gasp similar to mine followed me.
I felt arms hug me tightly.
I had no idea who it was and why it hugged me but...
I felt secure...
I looked down as I panted.. .
They were tanned, strong arms hugging me from my right side as I sat on the person's lap whose ass layed on the cold floor.
"(Y/n)... (Y/n)..." his blurry voice assured me that it was Wilford...
He was deadly worried...
His yellow sleeves were slightly unrolled from being strict...
I began to breathe....
My eyes travelled to a different man while Wilford continued to call my name.
"(Y/n)? Are you okay?" Wil continued to speak but...
I focused on the similarly and relatably coughing man a few meters away...
He had a red shirt and a black vest...
His hair was black...
A figure in a formal white suit helped the red man up...
"(Y/N)! ANSWER ME!" Wilford almost yelled. I jumped.
I looked back at Wilford....
His hazel eyes stared at me...
"Y-Yeah... I'm f-fine"
As soon as I finished though, I heard a grunt...
I faced the two men again.
The white figure let go of the red one.
The red figure was in pain... and confusion towards the white figure...
The white figure with his raven hair stood perfectly still...
His hand's went behind his back...
Then it happened...
As if the white suited man sensed it - the door swung open in aggressive force...
There she was....
That reflection I saw before I....
Before I.. ...
Yeah...
"Where's Natemare's (Y/n)?" The other me answered seriously....
I looked at her curiously because of the name Natemare.
"We must leave..." Wilford whispered into my ear...
... but I wanted to hear more....
The white suited man turned around to face her...
I shivered at their silence at first...
"Where is s-she?" She spoke up again....
We looked at her.....
She just glanced at all of us for any answer but.... nobody opened their mouths.... even I...
.... except the white suit boy from hell.
"Did you pack up? We're leaving - you know." He spoke carelessly as his body stood still and his face grew motionless.
"I asked - where. Is. She!?" She yelled agressively with a stronger tone.
She clenched my fists in irritation....
... this man just blinked....
His eyes lowered to her tight fists, calmly, then back up at her....
"She's gone." He spoke calmly.
"W...what?"
"W-What do you mean by that?" She almost whispered with concern.
Everyone's eyes looked down.....
Except mine... I was into the scene...
However the man didn't move at all.
"She saw that Natemare can't make it.
We saw that the mask's breakage created... unfixable damage...."
The room grew cold...
"(Y/n) we have to leave noooowww~" Wlford whined in my ear.
"I-I-" I started but got cut off...
"-Almost unfixable.
There was only....
... one way.
She agreed to sacrifice herself.
She let him in.
She gave him full control."
The red clothed man suddenly let out a shaky breath while he covered his face...
... the white clothed one continued to just speak.
The other me froze completely..
Her face covered in shock...
"S-She.... she...." she tried to speak....
She just... made no sound...
Her fists loosened.
... but my vision disappeared within a blink...
When I opened them, Wilford's arms hugged me tightly....
We were in... my supposed room....
...
"I'm sorryyy (Y/n)... you weren't meant to see that..." Wilford whispered.
I froze in Wilford's grasp...
"Natemare's (Y/n) is... dead?" I whispered mostly to myself...
Wilford stiffened....
"What does that mean, Wilford?"
He didn't answer...
"He said that she sacrificed herself for him - What does it mean!?" I suddenly backed away from Wilford but he held a tight grip on me...
I continued to push away...
"WHY CAN NOBODY FUCKING EXPLAIN TO ME ON WHAT ON EARTH IS HAPPENING!!!??"