Shadownight Family: Kennedy's room

My room and what crazy stuff happens in it! Role play by the Shadownight family! If you like this, go check out the rest of the Shadownights rooms, and you'll know everything there is to know about our messed up family! Great if you love drama and role play!
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23. Not the End

I stay in my darkness for exactly 3278,947 seconds, and counting. I can hear muffled sounds every once in a while. Some of them I can slightly decipher, maybe even who's voice it is, but they don't make sense. I have no idea what happened, or why I'm here. The only things I've captured were:


"It'll be okay."

"She's going to die anyway."

"What will they do now?"

"They might let her go, if they think she's dead."

And, "Lucas is still alive."

Lucas, Lucas. I remember him, from somewhere. My brain conjures up a picture of a blonde boy, covered in mud with a spear in hand, and hatred in his eyes. But why? Why does he throw the spear at me, why does he hate me. Why do I feel like I'm supposed to hate him too?

I feel my mother's presence, and other beings. I hear cried, and laughter through cries.

I continue counting seconds 57380,354.

Someone shakes me, and others do the same. I try my best to swim up through the darkness that surrounds me, but it's impossible. More cries.

63361, 982 seconds, and I remember everything. Lucas tried to kill me in the games. I jumped from the tree, dodging the spear he threw, but landed on my head. I felt claws wrap around me, and hammers pound in my ears. They put me in a wooded box. I recall the ripping and breaking around me. The box is broken, and I feel light and coolness. Coma, I'm in a coma, and I'm supposed to be dead. Lucas is the victor, but he never killed me. They will kill me anyway.

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