Jason looked like he had just woken up. His shiny blond hair was ruffled up and his eyes were bloodshot.
His wings were now more black, and it looked like it was trying to take over the red.
"Jason? Are you feeling okay?"
"Wha- Yea, I'm fine" He answered.
You narrow your eyes at him.
"Jason, are you lying?"
Before you could say anything else, he grabbed something out of his belt.
You step back, before realising too late it's a syringe.
He stabs you in the arm with it, and you fall into a heavy sleep.
You wake up out of a dreamless slumber.
You are in a cell-like room.
Jason steps in, a knife in his hand.
"Now, we're gonna have a little fun..."
"Jason" walks towards you, grinning manically.
He grabs one of your wings and you wince in pain.
He then uses the knife to cut of one of your feathers off.
You scream in pain and he simply keeps grinning.
"I'm going to do that every day, until your lose all of your beautiful feathers. Then, you'll be truly beautiful!"
He walks out, leaving you crying.
You're stuck in a cell with a maniac.
What a way to go.
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