@TheGoldenLegend
Dwayne only let out a little sigh, he dared to move or speak, everything inside him still screamed in pain. Taking one glanced at William he smiled slightly then closed him eyes.
Dwayne only let out a little sigh, he dared to move or speak, everything inside him still screamed in pain. Taking one glanced at William he smiled slightly then closed him eyes.
"Don't close your eyes, please." William said, not knowing completely what to do. "That's what they always say in books, that you shouldn't close your eyes because it'll make you die faster or something." His voice trailed off near the end of his sentence, thinking about everyone in his life that had died.
“No.” He whispered, letting out a long breath. He said nothing more, just layed withered exhausted, to tired to move or open his eyes.
(Should we have the headmaster or someone like that come in and stop his from bleeding out?)
//prolly we can only say he’s dying for so long
(Maybe someone puts gas into the room or something and they all pass out?)
//ok
(Ok, Who wants to knockout the already passing out Dwayne?)
//wait what
(Maybe someone puts gas into the room or something and they all pass out?)
(This says something about gas)
//I thought that was what we were doin but idk
(Yeah, knockout gas)
//ok
//and now we wait for@Brokenchipmunk
//yeet
(Mmmmm yes your god is here)
(OHH! YES!! YOUR BACK!)
(Well I'm actually supposed to be doing homework rn….)
;-; then why even bother commenting back if you'll just leave??
//finish quickly! :D
(Are u finished yet?)
(I was in school seven hours ago, so that's why I didn't respond, but yes, I'm here)
William ran a hand through his hair, taking a shaky breath. He felt light headed and slightly more drowsy than he should have been as he sat in between Dwayne's body and Thatcher. He rubbed his face, resisting the urge to yawn. Somewhere in the background he could hear a hissing noise, just quiet enough that he knew the others wouldn't hear it. It was like something was slowly being released into the room, like some sort of a-
"Gas. They're trying to knock us out," William said, lifting his face from his hands slowly. He felt like his limbs refused to work, like all there was left to do was relax into the hold on the gas. His eyelids drooped, and his head dropped back down even as he tried to fight the overwhelming urge to just let go and sleep. He leaned back against the wall, his eyes glazed over as they finally shut.
Dwayne, once again, found himself in the starry galaxy. There he was again, spinning around and around, or was the stars spinning around him? there was no telling, all he knew was he was gone, gone from the laboratory, gone from the world, and now he laid flouting in space, so calm, so peaceful.
//dude thats like me doing homework
// XD lol, I suppose so
Charlie swooned, her consciousness jumbled. She crumpled to the floor, the gas having affected her almost immediately after she’d first noticed it. Everything was just…. black. But I’m afraid of the dark, was the only thought spinning though her head.
(Time skip to experiment tank thinga ma jiggi?)
//yep
As the darkness faded Dwayne was blinded by white light. The ground beneath him was cold and slippery and the air was very dry. His arm stub had stopped bleeding and there was now a black glove like thing covering it. 'Where am I now? What have they done to William? Where's Thatcher? Where are the girls?' The questions where to many, and most likely most of them would be left unanswered.
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