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Angela

"Mommy?" I hear. "Where's daddy?" I look around. I was in a black place, looking like it went on for hours. The little girls voice was quiet and sounded scared. "W-Who's there?" I said, a little terrified of where I was. "Daddy's missing! He's been missing for days! PLEASE MOMMY FIND HIM PLEASE!" the little girl started screaming. She sounded like she was in pain. "FIND HIM FOR ME PLEASE!" I hear her scream. "I don't know what you mean!" I yelled back, to the nothingness around me. "HES MISSING!" she fades out. I look around. I see Genji laying on the ground. "Genji!" I run to where he is, but I don't get any closer to him. Im running but not moving from the place I was in. "Genji!" I yell again. As I'm yelling I see someone, a young girl walks up to him. She kneels, and puts her hand on his chest. "What?..." I ask myself quietly. The little girl starts to cry. She sounds exactly like the little girl who was screaming. "Wait, what?" I ask confused. "Daddy's gone. He died by you. Your pistol. Your a monster." the little said, now in front of me. "What do you mean?" I say, noticing her features, looking a lot like myself. "He's dead." she says. I'm now in front of Genji. I see his wounds. "How could a pistol do this?!" I say. His chest was ripped open, wires everywhere, along with blood. "What happened?!" I said trying to not cry at the sight of his wounds.

"You." I hear Genji say. I look back to where his body was. It was gone, no Trace. I suddenly feel the sensation of falling. "It's your fault. You didn't save him. He's dead." I hear the little girl scream. "IM SORRY!" I yell, tired of being confused.

I wake up crying. "Angela! What's wrong?" I hear Genji say. He comes in the bed with me, hugging my shaking body. "Shh, whatever happened, your okay. I'm okay. Everything is okay.." I hear him tell me. I cling on to him, acting as if I let go, I would die. "It's okay Angela..." he tells me again. "S-stay with m-me please.." I say. He nods. We lay back down, him still hugging me, holding me tight. "Shhh...." he says again, silencing my crying. "You can tell me about it tomorrow." I hug him again, and fall back to sleep.

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