Chris's POV
I still don't know what happened with wimothy, is she going to be okay? Will I be next to overblot? I can't stop myself from shaking, I'm so scared. Maybe I was wrong, maybe this place isn't as safe as it seemed.
Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder.
Chris- Ahh!!
Jack- whoa! Chris! Sorry did I scare you?
Chris- j-jack. . .?
I grab onto Jack and buried my face in his chest.
Jack- hey? What's wrong? You having another episode?
Chris- mhm. . .
Jack- hey now, you're alright. You heard about wimothy too, huh?
Chris- y-yes, I. . . I'm scared, Jack.
Jack- you don't have to be. I'll take you to a place where you can rest
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Fin
That's all for the first book! I'm slowly moving everything over to ao3 starting with the prologue. I might re write this book but idk yet
Thanks for reading and have a good morning good night or good afternoon.
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