Chapter 3: part 3

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TW: su1c1d3, h4ng1ng, bl00d/g0r3, implied SH, cursing but only in spanish

|/Previously on OSCronpa: Deadly Island Dreams\|

(You should really just reread the chapter if you want a recap- that thing was CHAOTIC– I really cant write anything to summarize it properly haha-)

We go to the third island and into the t i d d y t y p h o o n.

Closing the door, She reaches into her bag and I take a step back.

(Thank god I did, because those marine legs are something else I swear-)

Giving me a nasty glare, she prepares to do something, and I really hope its not what I think it is.

She lunges toward me with a knife, and I use the leg strength I got from running from sticks to (hopefully) escape my death.

...

Walking into the cafeteria, I find a surprised group all sparing glances at Blocky.

(He called me nosy, but he obviously listened, since Woody didn't run off again.)

...

Pouring myself a cup of water, I think about everything that happened this past...everything.

(A killing game, and I don't think about any of it.)

(Then that first death. The image of all those bruises– all of that blood– suddenly I don't want to drink anything anymore.)

(Is it trauma? I have no idea.)

(I don't know if it's worse that I had to imagine what happened to him after that first trial or not. Just that he's not coming back.)

(Her death wasn't as graphic as the first- it was the begging that I really remember whenever I think about it.)

(Then comes the sickening feeling when I remember he never really regretted it.)

(god, I hated– no– I hate him.)

(I hate this stupid game and that stupid announcer and this dumb island with the dumb ocean thats so clean and the stupid sand and how normal it looks at first and how they're all gone and how they wont come back because some stupid bastard or maybe bastards thought it'd be a good idea to put us here but we're only kids and how'd we even get so far and and how this feels like a dream but its not and this isn't fair and how things were finally looking up for me but then this happened and how everyone is suffering for no good reason and how I feel selfish for living even though it's not my fault and how-)

"FLOWER! The cup is full." Ruby shouts, pulling me back to reality.

...

"I know I never have and probably ever will help but I want to try to pretend I do so please!" Ruby looked miserable.

"Ruby I-" The guilt was beginning to set in.

"You keep pushing people away and- and that doesn't help anyone so just listen to me for once!"

Nobody says everything after that. The cafeteria seems quieter than before as I process what happened.

"I..." Ruby seemed a bit surprised too. "I'm just kidding! Guess I was feeling a bit silly!" She laughs it off.

"Right..."

...

Dora gets up and reveals a bottle of water before turning back to me.

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