✕⎾ ʕ·͡ᴥ·ʔ Starter for @grccter & @fcllower ʕ·͡ᴥ·ʔ ⏌✕
A ( N I G H T M A R E ).
This had to be a NIGHTMARE.
N O . . . he couldn't, he WOULDN'T accept this as ( r e a l i t y ) !
But . . . why did it feel so r e a l ?
✖ – Shivering hands CLUTCHED his teddy bear close to the heart that RACED at the same pace at his feet. Along the seams of that bear was gold s t a i n e d a FILTHY red; the very same shade as the blood that was painted across his f l e s h. NONE of that blood was his own though . . . – ✖
HIS ENTIRE FAMILY WAS DEAD.
✖ – The moments that lead up to the FINAL b l o w of his innocence played and replayed in his mind over and over like a BROKEN record. Yet again had he awoken, SCREAMING AND SOBBING from the ( n i g h t t e r r o r s ) that plagued his mind. So hysterical the child had been that he RAN to his mother's room . . . only to find NOTHING there. In every room did the child search ---- – ✖
---- only to find his MOTHER and his BROTHER lying in pools of ( b l o o d ).
✖ – Only a g l i m p s e of a MAN did the child catch before he FLED for his life. Hardy hands soaked in RED and cedar hues filled with CRUELTY was what the child saw . . . but he cared more for his LIFE than to see the f a c e of his FAMILY'S killer. – ✖
✖ – ADRENALINE and ANXIETY only got him so far though. Soon enough, the pitiful little boy found himself collapsing in a crumbled building. With only FREDBEAR to comfort him, he could do nothing more than SOB himself to sleep. – ✖