This has to be the worst thing that they've ever done to me!
Too much color, too much light, too much sound shut up shut up SHUTUPSHUTUP
Please.
Please, just be QUIET
Leave me alone, I didn't do anything! What did I do? Who am I stop stop
what's happening?!?
Fight
NO
I don't know what I'm fighting, oh please stop stop STOP
Everything is a kaleidoscope
Why do the colors look wrong?
Dark white, light black, shadow, diamonds There is no white and black only shades of grey Are morally objectionable people that work for good on the side of light black? are people who look for darkness but appear to be good just dark white?
I hear screaming
No, that's the door opening
Am I afraid? Is that what this is
There's nothing to fear but fear itself
There's nothing to fear but fear itself
Theresnothingtofearbutfearitselftheresnothingtofearbutfearitselftheresnothingtofearbutfearitselftheresnothingtobeafraidofbutfearitselftheresnothingtofearbutfearitself
Ah, I'm dying
That's the light I'm walking into the light
No that's my eyes lighting up the wall
It looks like water
Am I crying?
Guys don't cry
I'm manly
I want to die
what's happening
Sam
Sam
...Sam...?
Purple eyes, beautiful purple eyes, lavender, lilac, light purple not very goth at all maybe amethyst i could never tell
Eyes open with concern never pity never sympathy concern and worry and relief and anger but never pity
"zz...zzz...zz.."
I can't understand you
but your eyes are beautiful
fingers at my eyes, eyes on me with a smile of concern eyes with no face, emotion with no soul
... No more fear
Just sleep
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Touch Of The Past
FanfictionDanny's gone. Not just from Amity Park. He's gone inside his own mind. Danny Fenton/Phantom doesn't exist anymore. There is only pain and blurry images where his memories used to be. Sam's missing. Not a trace. Jazz and Tucker head to Gotham, unabl...
