Life with 8 (Splatoon 2 Fanfiction)

Chapter 4 Part 2: Sweet Dreams

8's POV

The conversation replays through her head once again. A part of her now wishes that she never did have the conversation with her knowing how she would have felt, and what would have happened. She tries to ignore it and go to sleep. But as she does she can't help but still think about it. And somewhere along the lines, she remembers the flashbacks about herself that she had earlier in the day. They too plagued her mind. But as she remembered, she realizes something

8: "….I guess me and him aren't that different after all. We were both very different people a long time ago"

She then lays herself down on the bed. She tries to get her mind off of it. But it was all she could really think off. She could only think about what she heard about 3. And when she tried to ignore it, the thought of how she used to be would come up. And she would constantly think about the 2. Making it difficult for her to sleep. Soon the minutes turn to hours. After dwelling in it for too long, she eventually loses consciousness
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There was a brief moment of silence. It was a Dark an empty void all around. A person can be seen laying down in the middle of the empty void. They were Female. They weren't awake. But yet they weren't asleep. It's as if they are aware of what's going on, yet still aren't processing it. They did know that they were laying down on the floor. They sit themselves up from the floor and look around them. Nothing but darkness. After a bit, they continue to just sit there and stare off into space. No conscious thought was present. Just a person sitting in an empty void.

…….

A sound of giggling can be heard. Which was enough to break the silence. Though Faint, it can be heard. It sounded like a little girl. Hearing this was enough to break them from their blank stare and bring back their sense of awareness

They then stand themselves off the floor. Curious as to what exactly is going on. They then start wandering around to see if they can figure out where the giggling is coming from. After a moment of walking. They then hear

"I'll See You Again soon"

They stop in place. It was an unfamiliar voice. It was a voice similar to that of a child. They look around to see where those words came from. They look behind them, and above them. But no one was there. But those words continue to echo through the void. Along with the giggling. So they continue to walk. As they did they heard more giggling. And those words repeated themselves. Upon realizing this they continue to walk some more. They may get the answers they are looking for if they continue what they are doing

So they continue to walk. And from a far off distance, a small glimmer of light can be seen. Seeing this they start to make their way closer to it. As they did, the light got brighter. The giggling and voice got louder and louder as well. Whatever it was they were walking to, it seemed to be the direction they needed to go. Getting closer, the light was too bright for them to handle. Making it difficult to see. So with one arm they covered their eyes while still walking towards it. They soon enter into the light

From the other side of that light, there was a dark and cold hallway. Footsteps can be heard. Those footsteps belonged to 2 other figures. There was a little girl. Hand being held as she continued to walk through the hallway. And the one next to her holding her hand was another girl who was much older than her. By a couple of years as well. They Continued to walk towards the end of the hallway. As they neared the end, the little girl couldn't help but shed tears. She seemed scared. She's confused as well. She then looks up at the other girl's face. She didn't seem too upset. Emotionless rather. She didn't bother looking down at the child. She just kept facing where they were supposed to walk. The little girl on the other hand couldn't bring herself to look straight. All she could do was stare at her face. Still crying. Eventually they make it to the end