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We're too late. We're too late. We're too late. The thought kept pulsing through my head. I saw the shadow of his mum slink down the halls and Phil chained to a board with knives stuck in it. I quickly ran to go take out the one buried in his side, but he was already unconscious. I unchained him, and noticed the spikes tipped on the underside of the cuffs. I grimaced at the blood forming around his body. I guess I could have said my band was "shining" red, but our bands can't shine.
The ambulance arrived fairly quickly, and they loaded Phil away. I felt like I was in a memory. Like-
Like when Phil was shot at the showcase.
A/N: Literally only a handful of chapters left
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colors ✖ phan
Fanfiction「COMPLETE」 A boy with a permanently black band finds someone who would want to help them see colors again.
