(by DRM) Chapter 5: Seeing that I'm out here alone

WARNING FOR VIOLENCE/PTSD/WAR/GORE . YALL I HAVE AN EDGY IMAGINATION OKAY
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"Well, my house is ready, so I'll be going. Thanks for having me." Inkmatas stated from the doorway.
"..." She was met with silence.
"Not even a goodbye? Really?"
"..." 401 didn't even look at the witch standing in her [poor excuse for a] doorway.
"...Whatever..." Inkmatas left.
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In all honestly, it was kind of awkward not having Inkmatas in her "house". Even though 401 didn't want Inkmatas to stay over--lest her feelings get a hold of her--she liked having someone to talk to sometimes.
Her thoughts were startled by loud noises coming from outside.
They... sounded like... explosions.
Her vision blurred, her heart raced. Another attack?! She could've sworn their nuclear factories were bombe--
No no no. This is the war, it's fine, it's probably something else, calm down. She covered her ears in a desperate attempt to drown out the noise. Curse her great hearing!
It just kept getting louder and louder. With every sound came hundreds of horrible memories.
The noises suddenly stopped, but her heart didn't. She heard too much. 401 was lost in memory.

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She knew this place. It was where a cannonball just barely missed her... and squashed her brother-in-arms instead. The moment replayed right in front of her, having to witness the blood splatter once more. Her heart quickened.

Almost instantly, she found herself staring at a destroyed outpost littered with bodies.

401's anxiety and fear kept growing, and every time it did, she saw another horrifying scene.

She couldn't take it. She wanted to cry, to escape. But she was too petrified to move or do anything.

The last one was the worst of them all. It was the place where she almost died. (As if all the others weren't dangerous...)
She knew what was coming. She closed her eyes and braced herself.
She knew, of course, that she wouldn't *feel* it, but she didn't want to even see it.

401, being the idiot she was, opened her eyes and saw her old best friend rushing at her and stabbing her chest.

401 snapped back to reality, realizing she was laying on her floor covered in sweat. Her heart pounded as she tried to calm down.
She peeked a look at the scar on her chest right next to her heart. Not wanting to go through that again, she looked away.

She warily got up, and of course, her back hurt. She recently found out that she could "hide" her wings in her skin. It looked like some weird bumps and hurt at first, but it was certainly needed when Inkmatas was around. If she had her wings hidden for too long, they'd ache and start trying to 'escape' and 'unfurl'.

She unfurled them and almost winced under the addition of so much more weight.

"Agh..."

Why did she have to be so unlucky?

She tried to go to sleep. Needless to say, it was almost impossible with a racing mind and a hurting back. Although, sleep wasn't that fun either.

NOTE: I DONT HAVE PTSD SO SORRY IF THIS IS INACCURATE TO ACTUAL EXPERIENCES SORRY

bro imagine if she mcnutted

No 💀

What’s she holding?

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