[It felt like hours had gone by. His brain was starting to hurt after doing so many combinations to the lock. Surpringly, though, he didn't get angry at his failure. He remained calm and patient even though his eyes were burning from irritation.]
[Chosen then finally got the code after scrambling at intense speeds, and he gasped with a smile]
Chosen: YES!
[When he pulled the lock off, though, the pc suddenly had a violent shake, sending Chosen rolling away from the box with a small yell. Second felt the shake as well, making him hum and look around the room, eyeing the lights flickering and the many paintings and plants trembling.]
[Second eyed the photo of him and his friends shaking near the edge of the nightstand and quickly got up, stumbling and racing over to the photo with a panicked expression.]
[Thankfully, he caught the photo in his arms and looked at it as if he were looking as a child. Once he caught the photo, he heard a slight sizzling sound behind him that reminded him of t.v static. He slowly turned around, and what he saw made his jaw drop slightly. The beds were glitching out.]
[The shaking only got worse as Second could no longer get up off the floor and catch his balance. Scared and confused, he gripped onto the photo and hit his back on his nightstand.]
Second: Chosen...?! CHOSEN?!
[Chosen couldn't hear Second's pleas for help as he was also struggling himself. He was constantly falling to the ground every time he attempted to stand up. He eventually got frustrated and growled before he flew up into the air, eyeing the scene with confusion.]
[Everything was shaking and began to flash different colors. There were even moments when certain things would stretch and shrink, which didn't exactly sit well with him.]
Chosen: What the....
[Suddenly, the shaking stopped. Everything went back to a solid state, and all was calm yet again. Chosen was just looking around with confusion.]
Chosen: What was that about?
[Chosen finally heard Second's whimpers and flew over to his room quickly. He landed on the ground, gripping the doorknob just to notice it was locked. He grunted before he aggressively knocked on the door.]
Chosen: Second, are you okay??
[Second was gasping for breath and shaking from fear as he glared towards the door. Instantly, he tilted his head, making the door unlock as Chosen rushed in moments after.]
[Chosen noticed Second sitting near the nightstand, holding something as his head was down. He raced over, crouched down as he examined him quickly to look for injuries.]
Chosen: Oh....thank goodness you're okay....
Second: Yeah....I- I'm fine....
Chosen: .....
[It grew quiet really fast as Chosen leaned back away from Second, knowing he was probably not wanting to talk to him any longer than nessecary. But after the strange mishap, he was concerned for the both of them. Suddenly, the window notification sound went off and caught both Chosen and Second's attention.]
[They glared towards the door before Chosen got up to check it out. Second remained in his room, cuddling the photo as his eyes narrowed.]
[Chosen peeked through the door, looking down the hallways before hearing the sound of clicking. Once he looked to his left, his eyes widened. It was another stickman. He was cautious still as he squinted his eyes to see if it was anyone he knew. Sadly, it wasn't. It was a light grey stickfigure similar to the color of Victim.]
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Torn Pathways (TEMPORARILY DISCONTINUED)
FanfictionIt's been months since the attacks transpired on Alan's Pc. It was funny how saving the world from TDL and the wrath of the SSO's deadliest creation just drifted into a memory so fast. But so much has changed since then, and they were now farther ap...
