Espio looked at the ceiling helplessly
all the laughter, the happiness and relief
all extinguished in a matter of seconds
all his fears coming in full swing as the grey walls were the only thing in his eyesight
and of course that hole
red and flickering
it was so close
but half of him started to wonder if he even wanted to know what lay on the other side
so he simply turned his back to it, closing his eyes to shield his mind from the grey
...
eyes bolted as the screams once more interrupted his internal struggles
the loudest they had been
on instinct, he tried sitting up
only to hit his head on the....ceiling
CEILING?!
wait when did it get so close?!
his breath growing to a point where he started hyperventilating
hands pushing in a futile attempt to make space
yet it only made it close in further
(oh chaos, I, I'm gonna die!) his thoughts screamed as his body spluttered without control
he was in a coffin
he was going to die
he was gonna get squashed
why was this happening?!
but as his body turned he saw something that caused him to scream out in utter fear
the hole was right in his face
the smell of rotting and burnt flesh as the bodies of Vector and charmy were lying stone-cold
dead
the parts which Eggman showed were no longer there
eyes nose and lips dripping with blood that surrounded their now lifeless bodies
"NO NO NOOOOOOO!" Espio screamed in pure anguish as he tried backing himself away but he simply couldn't turn anymore
the walls touching his head and shoulder so he was trapped
panicking and crying
"PLEASE, STOP, PLEASE! I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE! LET ME OUT! PLEASE!" espio begged, cursing and screaming as he banged and kicked, hurting himself in the process against the barriers
and for the first act of mercy, he was finally given as the walls did as asked
releasing
giving the chameleon area to breath
placing the hole back in its suspicious spot and giving him back his bed and toilet
yet all the chameleon could do at that moment was cry
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the descent
Fanfictionbeing dragged into a world of torture without memory of what brought him to this moment, espio and 4 of his friends now have to face their phobias and traumas as each day continues to worsen. will there be any hope for rescue? will grief and tormen...
