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[Tw for possibly disturbing sounds / images !!] [[ im back grgrggegegdgdgtsgstgstgts so backstory I guess,,,,,,,,,,,m wooowowowoow I’m so tired help :cry: ]] Razor used to go to basically anywhere they could meet new people, they enjoyed talking to people while watching band’s performances, as he dreamed of starting a band one day. As they were leaving a club one night, he saw a book lying on the ground, curiosity got him to take the book and ‘try to return it with its owner’ even though they new they probably wouldn’t. He stuffed the book in his pocket and left. Once they returned home their thoughts raced as to what the book could be about, before opening it he decided to look at the book making sure there was no name on it, just to make sure they couldn’t be blamed if they looked through it. As he looked at the book they noticed a large ‘X’ hastily scribbled on the front cover of the book, it was also worn with rips in the leather and strange blotches of ink. But the most noticeable feature was a chain that was attached to it, it had a glass eye stuck onto it, and as it moved around, bright green clouds moved throughout it. They looked into the eye and it almost seemed to be staring back, he pushed the eye out of view, shaking slightly he put his hand on the book feeling the cold leather against his paws it almost made them feel like they weren’t touching a book, but rather a block of solid ice. His fear almost made him feel like they were going to faint. They slowly opened the book, expecting something like a monster to begin crawling out of the floor. As they made it to the first page of the book their breathing was heavy and their eyes were wide, but on the page all they saw was one word, “forget”. They breathed a sigh of relief and looked around. No monsters coming out of the floor, no eyes growing on the walls, nothing. As he took his hand off the book the icy cold lingered in his fingers. The dim light of sunset told them they should go to sleep, they walked away from the book, but felt the need to look back at it, it was the same, the eye eerily stared at them as it did before. They turned back around and headed off to sleep. Razors eyes slowly opened, they had been woken up by something falling, maybe a book, maybe /that/ book. The first thing he noticed was it was still dark out. Their eyes still weren’t fully open and they were extremely tired so they guessed not being able to see the best made sense. Razor stood up and felt an icy cold on their paws. A small shiver ran down their spine as they noticed how unnaturally dark it was. They looked around their room, nothing was there, not even their bed. He started panicking he knew he wasn’t seeing things. “Hello?” He yelled, his voiced seemed to echo filling the empty space with the sound of his voice, “Anyone?” He yelled again. There was not a sound except for his voice. Razor began pacing back and forth, his steps were silent almost like he wasn’t walking at all. They tried to look through the blackness, he wasn’t sure if there was an end, if there was fog or not. The rooms colour seemed to blend together leaving his bright neon fur the only thing different than the dark walls. He sat on the cold floor almost feeling like crying, “maybe it’s all a dream” they whispered to themself “I hope, no. I know it’s all a dream” they closed their eyes, hoping to fall wake up, but a loud thunk in the silence made the, open their eyes again. The book sat on the floor in front of them. A shiver of fear made them not want to touch it, or even look at it. “What if it gets me out of here-“ they asked themself, “but, what if it’s a trap-“ He said. Razor sighed, what could they do. and besides it wouldn’t do anything because it had to be a dream. They reached out, grabbing the book. It was slightly warmer than before, or the cold room had made it seem warmer. He opened it, the pages ruffled softly but it still seemed to fill the quiet. On the first page the word had disappeared, but instead a small pen lay on the page. They picked it up it was colder than the book, but still slightly warmer than the floor. Razor thought for a moment, and wrote something on the page, “Forget”. They waited a moment to see if something would happen, Nothing happened for a moment when suddenly a their body was filled with scorching pain, all around them they could see burning green flames as the pain dug deeper into their skin. A bright light filled their eyes, but within seconds of the fire starting, it stopped. Razor fell to the floor still in a horrible pain, but he realized nothing had happened to him. He groaned as they lifted up their hand to see it was perfectly fine, no burn marks, no bl00d, nothing. [[ hahahhas I’m ending here for now hdjshhhshhsjhsh ]] Sooo,,, ,, here, it’s,, not the best right now but,, I did it,, :] I’ll add more later but I’m dumb right now grggrgrgrg
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