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mj-iza-writer · 1 month

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"Why are you pulling away from me?", Whumper pulled Whumpee's leash harshly making them fall forward, "whatever is going on better stop before you get punished."

Whumpee whimpered as Whumper grabbed their collar and pulled them close.

"Please", Whumpee gulped, "please don't hurt me, I-I'm I'm", Whumpee started to stutter and shake.

"You're what?", Whumper impatiently pulled Whumpee until they were face to face.

"I'm nasty, and-and dirty. I think I smell", Whumpee gasped as the collar tightened.

Whumper looked at Whumpee with disgust, "what did you say?"

"I saw myself in the mirror earlier. How can you be okay with touching me and being near me", Whumpee gasped, "I-I can't breath very well."

Whumper realized and released their grip on the collar.

Whumpee fell down into Whumper's lap and scrambled to the floor to get away.

"Do I own you?", Whumper sat back.

"Huh?", Whumpee looked up in fear.

"Do I own you?", Whumper repeated, "is that not my collar around your neck?"

"Ye-yes master", Whumpee looked down and began fiddling with the dog tag.

"Are you saying I own things that smell and are dirty?", Whumper frowned, "is that a thing you should say about your master? That they own something gross."

"I-I'm sorry", Whumpee bowed, "I didn't mean it like that. I just..."

"It's not a pets place to say that they are dirty, it's their Master's place", Whumper sighed, "you are not allowed to have such human thoughts. Am I clear?"

"Y-yes Master, please forgive me", Whumpee kept their face into the carpet.

"Remember what belongs to me can't be dirty", Whumper lifted their leg and rested their foot on Whumpee's head, "am I clear?"

"Y-yes mas-master, please have mercy on me", Whumpee pleaded, face now shoved into the carpet by Whumper's foot.

A while later Whumper stood from their seat.

Whumpee shyly watched from the corner of their eye as Whumper left the room.

'They're mad at me', Whumpee sighed to themself, 'I'm an idiot.'

Whumpee heard water running, it sounded like it was coming from the bathroom.

'Here comes my punishment', Whumpee groaned, 'I wonder if it will be scolding hot or ice cold', Whumpee almost wanted to run to Whumper to plead for forgiveness, 'will they hose me down, make me sit in it, or hold me under', these thoughts made Whumpee shake.

"Come"

Whumpee shook their head a little to get rid of the thoughts.

"Are you deaf? Come here", came the command again.

Whumpee quickly looked over to where the voice was coming.

Whumper stood with their hands on their hips, making their impatience known.

Whumpee quickly crawled to Whumper.

"About time", Whumper sighed, "you were thinking again, weren't you?"

"Yes Master, I'm sorry. I was just thinking of all the ways you were going to punish me. I hope I may find grace in your eyes, please", Whumpee begged.

"I'm not going to punish you", Whumper sighed, "I considered your feelings, and have decided to let you have a bath."

Whumpee looked at Whumper in shock.

"You mean it Master?", Whumpee couldn't believe what they had heard.

"Follow me", Whumper led the way to the bathroom.

Whumpee looked into the tub and saw a bath had been drawn with bubbles.

"These are for your hair and of course soap. Do you need any help, or can you manage?", Whumper pulled out a towel and wash cloth from a closet, "you can take as much time as you like."

"I can do it Master", Whumpee happily looked at Whumper, "thankyou so much for allowing me to clean up."

"You're welcome. I'll allow you to have a spa day once in a while as a treat that you must earn for good behavior. The better you are, the more I will add for you to enjoy", Whumper frowned, "I will help with your teeth and nails as I normally do, the rest you can do for yourself. I will continue taking care of your hair as well."

Whumpee nodded, "I could hug you right now, this means so much."

"I'd rather you didn't", Whumper frowned, "I'll be in the living room. Come find me when you're all done."

With that, the door was closed and Whumpee was alone.

They reached their arm into the water. It felt so warm, it sent goosebumps down their body.

They climbed into the tub and just sat in the water for a while. The bubbles sizzled on their skin.

A few more minutes passed, and they started to clean themself. They scrubbed every body part they could reach.

"This feels so good", Whumpee sighed in relief.

When the water started to cool, they unplugged the tub and watched the water level go down. They frowned at how much dirt and grime had come off.

Whumpee turned on the shower head and started to clean their hair.

When satisfied they lathered up their body one last time, and did their final rinse.

Whumpee dried themself with the towel, then wrapped the towel around their soaked hair.

They fiddled with their collar for a while. The thing was soaked, but Whumper didn't remove it, and they had no right to remove it on their own.

"Master didn't leave a brush for me", Whumpee looked around, "they did say they wanted to continue taking care of my hair."

Whumpee opened the bathroom door and got down to crawl.

Whumper smiled as Whumpee rounded the corner.

"Feeling better?", Whumper sat up.

"Y-yes master", Whumpee crawled to Whumper's legs and happily nudged their head against Whumper, "thankyou so much."

"Good, go ahead and sit down", Whumper pointed then reached for the brush, "I'll brush out your hair."

Whumper unwrapped the towel from Whumpee's hair and watched it fall to Whumpee's shoulders.

"I will admit you do smell better", Whumper started to run the brush through the damp hair, "I suppose that's nice."

"Did your pet have a good idea Master?" Whumpee looked up at Whumper, "I hope I did."

"Yes I suppose you were due for a wash", Whumper untangled some of the hair, "did you enjoy the bubbles?"

"Yes Master, they felt good", Whumpee looked up at Whumper again, "it all felt good."

"That's good", Whumper continued to brush until they were satisfied, "your hair feels softer as well."

Whumper eyed the collar, "I forgot to take this off, it's wet", they reached for the clasp and removed it, "we'll let this dry for a while."

Whumpee happily nudged their head against Whumper's leg again.

"I guess you are feeling better", Whumper leaned back, "climb up here, come on. I'm sure you would love a nap after that shower. Too much for a dog to do in an afternoon."

Whumpee did as they were told and climbed up onto the furniture. They rested their head on Whumper's lap.

Whumper patted Whumpee's head for a few minutes before resting their hand on Whumpee's back.

"My silly little pet having human thoughts", Whumper chuckled, "that stupid brain of yours should only worry about pleasing me, that's all it's good for."

Whumpee gently nodded, "yes Master, please forgive me", Whumpee whispered, "I will work hard and be a good pet for you Master."

"Very good", Whumper grinned, "now go to sleep."

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jordanstrophe · 6 months

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Hallow Island, 2

[part 1] [Series Masterlist] [Part 3]

CW: Back-handed slap, gagged, bound, manhandled, controlling whumper, kidnapping/imprisoned, sliiight failed escape attempt if you squint

The strap around whumpees wrists and ankles were undone and they were tugged out of their airplane seat by an arm.

Immediately whumpee tried to rip the gag out of their mouth, but whumper took it as an opportunity to get their other arm.

"Easy! Easy now. I don't want to hurt you. Calm yourself." Whumper lulled. The words sickened whumpee to the core as they got one more burst of adrenaline and managed to rip an arm loose.

"HEY!" Whumper yelled, swiping to grab them but whumpee twisted free and bolted out the plane exit just as it opened.

The second their foot was out the door, they ran face first into two guards who seemed like they were waiting right there for them. They each grabbed an arm and pinned whumpee between them, neither budging their grip.

Whumper sniffed angrily and motioned for the guards to turn them around; before striking whumpee hard against the cheek. They whimpered as the side of their face hit the guards arm by force.

"I really tried being gentle with you... Try anything like that again and you'll lose that privilege." Whumper spat, grabbing whumpees face as they flinched.

"Nod if you understand." Whumper hissed.

Whumpees eyes flickered between defiance and fear, before giving a small angry nod. There was nothing they could do between the two guards aside from giving in.

"Splendid. Take them to the hollow. I want them clean and ready for tonight. And check their cheek before they go up for auction, I don't want to see a bruise. It's bad for business." Whumper fixed their sleeve and waved them off.

Whumpee felt weightless between the two guards. If they fought they got yanked so hard their feet went off the ground. The island was surrounded by a sandy beach, their toes left skid marks from where they struggled. They tried burying their heels but all they did was get sand in their shoes.

Despite it being an island, they could see massive glass buildings in the center beyond the palm trees. Up ahead there was a cave with a built in iron wall and door. Whumpee tried to plead with the guards, but all they could do was make sad muffled noises.

The guard on their left never looked at them once. The guard on their right occasionally glanced to make sure they weren't squeezing too tight, at least not enough to leave a mark.

Someone from the inside opened the door. The halls got dark quick and soon enough, whumpee was gently laid down in a cell where they sunk to the floor on their knees. That would be their chance to run if they had the energy; it took the plane nearly a day to get wherever they were and they spent the last energy in pitiful efforts.

"Someone will be by soon to look you over. Just try and get some rest, mmkay?" The last guard spoke, looking over their shoulder. Whumpee ripped the gag out of their mouth and shouted "PLEASE HELP ME!" Before the door slammed shut.

Whumpee let loose a broken cry they had been holding in since they shoved the gag in the first place.

To be continued- [Series Masterlist]

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todayimfour · 10 months

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Let's say, hypothetically, I was writing an agere fanfic for a nearly dead fandom (Raggedy Ann and Andy) and, hypothetically, was super proud of what little I've written so far and wanted to share it.

How many of you guys would, hypothetically, read it??

Edit: I did it :) here it is

#*hypothetically*#sfw agere #age regression #agere community #life of ghost #writting of ghost #ghostly ramblings #thoughs of ghost #agere #agere little #safe agere #agere fandom #fandom agere #raggedy ann and andy a musical adventure #Raggedy Ann #Raggedy Andy #age regressor #age regressor Andy #agere boy

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nemu-carente · 1 year

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Imagine your F/O falling asleep in your arms.

They feel so safe around you, they trust you enough to fall asleep with you.

They're so glad to have you by their side.

They're so glad that you love them, and they love you so much.

#nemu talks:#self ship community #self shipping #f/o imagines #this is my first time writting imagines so uuuhj #it's kind of cringy sorryjsjwje #also sorry for my poor english aaaaa

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the-ellia-west · 3 days

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I want someone to make those kinds of posts that people make about Hunger games about my book, analyzing it in-depth and all the connecting pieces I didn't know I connected.

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diaryofaphilosopher · 3 months

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It is not so very hard to judge a story after it is written, but after many years, to start a story still scares me to death. I will go so far as to say that the writer who is not scared is happily unaware of the remote and tantalizing majesty of the medium.

— John Steinbeck, in a letter congratulating his former creative writing professor at Stanford, Edith Mirrielees, for the paperback publication of her book, Story Writing.

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bioethicists · 2 days

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massive pet peeve is how "mad" has, in extremely limited tumblr circles, become a trendy radical way to refer to oneself (fine! good, even) but in the process been decoupled from its radical politics, so now i get ppl who self describe as "mad" calling me ableist/harmful for voicing even tepid psych abolition/mad liberation takes. maddening, one might even say.

#unsure how to vocalize this but a lot of them seem to be #from a specific branch of disability communities #which also lack a radical critique of the medical system/diagnosis/biomedicine writ large #on tumblr these are always the ppl who give me the most grief-#ppl in communities which believe themselves to be radical but believe part of that radicalism #needs to be reinforcing the sanctity of diagnosis + ~evidence based~ approaches + making things MORE medicalized

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l-antre-des-merveilles · 2 years

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I have a writing blog now ! :D

https://www.tumblr.com/thechroniclesofhavren Here for you good folks, if you wanna hear me ramble about my OCs and worldbuilding I created for my future book !

Logically it shouldn’t need a password for you to see and scroll it (there’s only the intro post on here for now though lmao), and you can ask me questions on here too (even in French if you want xD)

#Book!AU #finally you guys will understand what this tag mean haha #writeblr #writeblr intro #queer writers #lgbt books #lgbt writers #lgbtqiia+#lgbt #found family #writing intro #writers on tumblr #new writer #writting community #writterscommunity #writtingcommunity

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ammmselfish · 2 years

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shs 🥰

Senior High School Jitters

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kerryweaverlesbian · 8 months

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After being unbodied by a spell, Dean can't eat, sleep, drive, or feel much of anything at all unless he's given a ride in someone else's body. Until they can get the spell to put Dean back into his own body, he's in danger of fading out of reality entirely.

The scary part is, he's starting to like the idea.

I sing the body electric.

(Dean co-habits Castiel's body for a while and they are both Intense about it).

#this isn't a new fic I've just reformatted my promo post for it #it's good! part 2 is ghost sex 👻#this series was my first trans dean fic. or at least the first where I put it in writing that he's trans. you could picture any dean I writ #as trans dean #anyway.#this one I had sooo much fun with coming up with different ways for Dean to communicate when out of his body #also it's where I learned that the best way to beat writers block is to make Meg Supernatural show up #cawis creates #destiel

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mj-iza-writer · 24 days

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Sp Special Containment Part 15

If you are new to this story or just need a reminder please use the hashtag, Sp Special Containment to get caught up. -MJ

Aramais had spent most of the day wrapped in his blanket. His room remained quiet except several visits from Andy to do checkups and to see if anything was needed.

Even dinner was painfully quiet.

Andy tried hard not to mention anything about Aramais's puffy eyes.

That night Aramais was haunted by nightmares... the same faces that haunted his afternoon now haunted his dreams.

His mission.... infiltrate a prison. A person being held there was going to speak out against the human weapon society. They believed the prison was strong enough to protect the witness.

Aramais had gotten in easily. He felt annoyed that they hadn't tried harder to keep the weapon out.

"If this is high security, I wonder what minimal security is like", Aramais walked the hall like he owned it.

Anyone he came across was killed instantly. Fifteen people were killed before Aramais found the target.

The witness had backed up against the wall and was staring fearfully at Aramais.

"Please... you don't have...have to do this. I'm trying to help you. You have to let me help you", the witness pleaded.

"There is no help for me", Aramais frowned as they stepped closer.

Another guard came behind Aramais and shot a tazer at him. The witness tried to run past as Aramais struggled through the electrical currents.

Aramais quickly kicked their legs out and tripped the witness.

He weakly reached up and ripped the tazer prongs from his skin.

"Hmph", he groaned.

Aramais strangled the guard with the tazer cords.

He lost sight of the witness for a few minutes before catching up with them.

"Just make this easier on yourself and let me finish my mission", Aramais sighed, "I'll make it quick and painless. I promise. I don't make my targets struggle like others do....."

"No please", the person begged with tears streaming down their face.

"I'm sorry, but if my mission isn't successful, I'll be punished, I don't like this as much as you don't", Aramais started to walk to the witness, "I'm sorry."

He did as he said he would. The witness was destroyed in seconds.

Aramais jolted awake screaming as the face of his last kill came back to him.

"Aramais", a guard came over the speaker, "you okay?"

"No", Aramais lifted his knees to his chest and buried his face. "I need Andy and the Director right now", Aramais started to rock.

"Okay we are working on it right now. We're calling them in. Do you need someone in there with you?", the guard asked.

"No I need to calm down... don't come in here", Aramais thought for a second, "second thought put me in the wheel chair", Aramais shook, "I don't have control."

The Director and Andy got to the holding room at the same time and was updated by the guards on what had happened.

Andy thought back to the day before and reminded the Director.

"He must have triggered memories to the front of his mind and caused a nightmare", the Director sighed, "it's two in morning."

Aramais sighed when the buzzer went off.

"Good morning", the Director came in with Andy following.

"Not a good morning at all", Aramais frowned.

"Okay I need you to come clean. I heard about yesterday. I know you don't want to talk about it, but you need to", the Director sat down and Andy grabbed Aramais's water and offered a drink to Aramais.

"M-my last kill before the facility was raided", Aramais was still shaky, "I'm sorrt Andy, that last shake I was talking about.... I got that after my last kill. I killed a witness who was being protected there. They were going to out the Human Weapon facility. I was sent in....", Aramais started to hyperventilate, "I should be destroyed for doing it."

"Hey, hey", Andy tried to comfort and rub Aramais's shoulder, "we don't need you to go into survival mode."

"Aramais, I know that was you who was in the prison that night", the Director sighed, "I've watched the video several times."

"What... you.... watched", Aramais frowned, "but."

"Aramais can I be honest with you?", the Director sighed.

Aramais nodded.

"When they were dividing the weapons to these holding facilities I was given the option of having you come here", the Director looked at Aramais calmly, "they said they offered you to several sights already. Everyone was able to watch the video before making their choice."

Aramais looked down now realizing no one had wanted him.

"To be honest, they said if no one took you on, you would be destroyed. They were giving you a chance because you were only following orders and had no control", the Director also watched Andy, who was listening with interest, "I knew you needed saving. I also knew that person wasn't truly who Aramais was. You apologized to the person and gave most of those targets an easy death by finishing them off quickly. You didn't enjoy their pain."

"You wanted to give me a chance... but what if you were wrong", Aramais frowned.

"I would have dealt with it as needed", the Director grinned, "exactly how I am giving Mitch a chance. This facility was working on being prepared to house you, I was having the room Mitch is in prepared for you, two caregivers, the works. Then you came here and you gave us a few issues in the beginning, but you were nothing like I thought I was getting."

Aramais looked over to Andy, "I'm sorry Andy."

"Why are you apologizing?", Andy frowned.

"Did you know about any of this?"

"No", Andy looked at the Director, "I never watched the video."

"The only ones who knew about this was me, the guards as they needed to know what you were capable of, Caretaker read about you over my shoulder and agreed that we needed to bring you here and give you a place to be", the Director nodded, "we understood when you three came here how dangerous you all could be. We took a chance on you three to give you all a chance. I didn't show Andy because I wasn't sure he was ready, but I also forgot to. You both got long quickly, which I was thankful for."

"That witness was supposed to be protected to save us...and I killed them", Aramais frowned.

"They still helped. Just in a different way unfortunately. Why do you think the organization was raided soon after", the Director stood and stepped closer to Aramais, "those behind the organization were punished for the deaths they forced all of you to do. Because of the circumstances, all of you were given a second chance."

The Director yawned, "I'm sorry you are having nightmares about it though."

Aramais yawned, then Andy.

"I'm sorry for waking you both up", Aramais frowned.

"It's alright", the Director stood, "I'd rather deal with things like this quickly. Just remember you are here because you deserved a second chance. All of those holding facilities that said no lost a chance at taking care of you, and that's on them. I for one am glad I got Whumpee, Jaimie and, you."

"What about Mitch?", Aramais grinned slightly.

"Give me a few days", the Director winked, "I am going to go back to my office and just sleep their for the rest of the night. It's not necessary for me to go back to my room.

Aramais turned to Andy.

"If it's okay I'll hang out here for a while and keep you company. You're a bit shaken up still", Andy smiled.

"That's fine", Aramais smiled, "thanks Director, I appreciate you. I'm sorry for the way I acted when I first came here, I definitely thought I was something."

"It's okay Aramais, you demanded respect, and put me in my place. In a way it was a lesson to me that everyone and everything deserves respect. Plus, you didn't just do that for yourself. You spoke up for Andy, Mcgee, Caretaker, Jaimie, and Whumpee, you demanded for me to respect all of them. I'll admit, before you did that, I thought I was something. It took you telling me that I wasn't to help me realize that", the Director smiled, "I'll check on you later today."

"Do you want to get out of the wheelchair and get into bed", Andy stood.

"Actually is there any rules against curfew?", Aramais grinned.

"You want a ride in the hall?", Andy grinned back.

Aramais nodded slightly.

"There is no rule on curfew", a guard came through the radio, "we can alert the night guards that one of the weapons is in the hall, so they will be at attendance."

"We can go", Andy yawned, "you'll have to forgive me tomorrow if I'm lacking though."

"I'm sure we will both be that way. This is my second night of messed up sleep", Aramais frowned, "you don't have to do this."

"No no we can definitely do this. Get your mind off of stuff", Andy checked the straps to make sure it was set before getting buzzed out.

"It feels different out here at night", Aramais looked around, "it's almost deafening how quiet it is."

"Yes, the lights are dimmed slightly, and fewer guards. There are still a few midnight researchers and caregivers out though", Andy waved at someone walking past.

"Are you going to watch the video if the Director let's you?", Aramais frowned and looked up at him.

"No", Andy smiled, "though i would like to, and maybe some point I will. For right now I will respect your wish that I don't. I would watch it out of curiosity honestly. I haven't lost any respect or became scared of you because of this. You know that right?"

"You can watch it if you like. I suppose you should know some things", Aramais grinned, "I appreciate you, and I appreciate being out of that room."

"Not a problem at all", Andy turned to a hall full of windows.

"Oh wow, I haven't seen the moon in a long time", Aramais shifted as forward as the chair straps would let him.

Andy pushed the chair as close to the window as possible so Aramais could see.

"You can see the stars to", Aramais grinned, "the moon use to keep me company on long missions. I'd talk to them all night so I wasn't lonely. The moon knows many of my secrets."

Andy listened, but also had thoughts on if they should watch the camera feed of Aramais.

Andy sat down on a bench near the window while Aramais was looking out of the window.

Their head started to sway.

Aramais turned his head when he heard Andy's heavy breathing.

Aramais quietly chuckled and watched a guard walk up.

"I won't say anything if you don't", the guard laughed with Aramais.

Andy's head shot up and saw the guard.

"I'm up, I'm up", Andy frowned.

"Don't worry, I know it's late. If this was anyone else, I'd report it, but for Aramais.... this is our secret", the guard laughed.

"Thanks", Andy stood, "I didn't know I'd do that."

Aramais laughed again, "we can go back to the holding cells, maybe you can get a few more hours of sleep. I probably won't be awake for breakfast either."

"I'll bring you something down from my apartment", Andy turned the wheelchair around.

Aramais grinned at the guard, "I needed a laugh like that."

"I'm sure you did after tonight", the guard smiled, "that's why I won't say anything, it was only a few seconds anyway... no big deal."

"Wow, news travels fast amongst the guards", Andy grinned, "I'll have to get one of your radios. I'm sure you guards gossip a lot... that might be entertaining."

"Yes, we do, and yes, it is very entertaining", the guard turned, "you both have a great night."

"You too", Andy and Aramais replied in unison.

Andy watched Aramais sit on his bed.

"Can I just ask? I guess I never thought about it before. Do you all live here as well?", Aramais watched Andy fill his water.

"Quite a few of us do. Mcgee lives off-site, Cass lives at their college in the dorms, but will be moving here when the semester is over", Andy looked around, "this facility is bigger than what some may think."

"I guess I never thought about it", Aramais sighed as they laid down, "lets hope for no more nightmares. If I see that face again....", Aramais looked down.

"Did all of your kills stick with you like that?", Andy sat down.

"No not really... some more than others", Aramais sighed, "I think that one did because they were the first person who said they wanted to help me, and was pleading to be able to help me."

"I mean they did kind of help you", Andy tried to point out the silver lining.

"They didn't want to die to do it though", Aramais frowned, "I'm reaping the benefits of what they did for me, but they were murdered in cold blood... by me."

Andy couldn't control themself as another yawn stretched their mouth.

"I'll be alright. You should go get some sleep", Aramais smiled weakly, "I'll put the guards to work if I need to talk to someone."

The radio clicked on, "you know we don't mind."

"Are you sure?", Andy stood, "I feel bad leaving you."

"I'll be okay. I feel bad you are awake. You need your beauty sleep", Aramais grinned more, "I'll be fine."

"Okay. If you need me at all just let the guards know okay", Andy went to the door, "goodnight Aramais."

"Goodnight", Aramais watched them leave.

Aramais had managed to go back to sleep.

He found himself stuck in another dream... it was different though. It almost seemed like the book Cass had allowed them to read. It's like they were standing there looking around.

Someone standing nearby caught their attention.

Aramais gulped when they realized the witness was there.

"No no, no please. I'm sorry", Aramais fell to their knees, "I didn't want to do it, I'm sorry. Please stop haunting me."

"Aramais", they heard a calm voice before they felt something touch them.

Aramais looked up.

"It's okay, I understand. In the end I wanted you all to be free, I knew I had a chance of being murdered for speaking out. You are forgiven", the witness gently smiled, "enjoy you freedom, it's okay."

"Aramais?!!!", a loud voice woke them up.

Aramais quickly wiped their face.... "why is my face wet?"

"I think you were crying", the guard spoke over the speaker, "I was trying to wake you up if you were having a nightmare again. I didn't want to come in in case you lost it. Sorry for yelling."

"It's okay, I-I think they forgave me for killing them", Aramais rubbed their head, "I think the witness forgave me."

"That's good Aramais I'm got closure", the guard still seemed worried, "are you okay? Should I call Andy?"

"No, I'm alright.. I feel relieved", Aramais looked at the camera, "don't bother Andy. I'll let him know later."

Aramais git ip and used the bathroom, then laid down again.

"I'm going to try to sleep a little more I guess", Aramais sighed, "I'm hoping for no more dreams though. I've had too many tonight."

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