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sleepyzuku · 8 months

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SWITCH LORE

PART 3

CONTENT WARNING: Disturbing visuals / topics such as gore etc.

Wally sat there in his couch, seemingly lost. Home has stopped speaking for quite a while.

God.. what an awkward birthday.

“Am I meant to… do …something?” Wally asked, looking around. He eyed the phone, feeling slightly bad about rejecting one of his neighbours phone calls. He was met with no response. “Nice… talk.” Wally sighed. He then proceeded to sit up, his small body only just letting his feet touch the ground as he hopped off the chair and walked to his room. “Goodnight home.”

“Get some rest, I will wake you when it is time to meet the neighbours, just like always.” Home told him, finally speaking. Home was always like a parent to Wally, but they never had any family-relation. After all, Wally was a puppet, and Home was just his house. As the puppet walked down the hallway, the lights shut off, leaving things dark, not even Wally could see himself. “ Oh, that was a little too early. Sorry.” Home apologised, “A little to your left Wally… forward… ah.. a little back.” He stumbled, following his instructions without having a clue of his whereabouts. Then, he found his door knob.

“Thanks, Home.” Wally thanked as he twisted the doorknob and entered his room. He felt so off as he slowly stepped towards his bed, careful not to bump into anything. He gripped his plush with his right hand as it dangled near his hip. New friends? Tv show? A television? Wally thought. Real…. Friends? When he got in his bed, he wrapped himself in his blanket, almost like a burrito. It wasn’t cold, he just found comfort in the weight of his blanket pressing down on him. As the discussion with home replayed in his thoughts, his head started to hurt in confusion, and tears welled up in his eyes. He silently cried, but he didn’t really know why. He was going to meet new friends, something he has never done before. But he was different now, he wasn’t like his fellow neighbours, was he? He knew. He knew none of it was real. “We… aren’t the real ones. They are.” He whispered to himself. As he got even more pent up over his thoughts, tears started to roll down his cheeks. He cuddled his teddy bear close to him, wetting the wool as the water hit it. Home didn’t even say happy birthday to Wally, but at least his friends will make up for that later. He had them, maybe he didn’t need to know all of this.

He cried, he needed it. He cried for a few minutes, maybe ten. The release helped him calm down, slowly drifting him to sleep. Crying is exhausting.

As Wally was fast asleep, his slight breathing notified home, he’d known Wally long enough to know when he was fast asleep. A black goop seeped from the roof, trickling down the wall next to Wallys bed. Leaving the wall and taking the shape of a long tentacle shaped blob of goop, it creeped over to Wallys head.

With a sharp and accurate movement, it pierced into Wallys neck, wriggling its way through his puppet body. Wallys eyes shot open and his pupils shrunk, but he couldn’t speak, his mouth hung open as his voice stuttered. He could feel everything. What the hell is happening?! Wally thought, in a panicked manner. It hurts… It hurts, home, home… HOME… “HOME!” His thoughts suddenly vocalised, he screamed loud as he gained the ability to talk again. “IT HURTS! HOME! HELP!”

He gripped his neck, digging his fingers into it in desperation. “GET OUT! NO! STOP IT!” His fingers only added to the pain, as he squirmed, trying to pull away from the substance that had been forcing itself through his neck. But then, everything went black. He felt nothing. His mouth and eyes leaked the same black liquid. And his sclera had turned into TV static. The screams became distorted before they came to a complete stop. The tentacle pulled out from his neck, and went back into the roof without a trace. The big wound on Wallys neck was almost glitching, so was the existing goop coming from his mouth and eyes, and in no time, the static had distorted it back to normal. There was no way Wally could know what had happened. As his state had slowly returned to normal, his eyes shut, drifting back asleep once again, just like nothing had happened.

“Sorry, Wally. You’re new friends will be waiting for you.”

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