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Grox's body is on the floor with Verity towering over it. He expects to just be teleported back into the box, needing to 'serve' another person who will eventually leave just like the others. But for some reason he doesn't. He is still in the house, still his humanoid version with the ball head and Grox's lifeless form still lies beside him. That poor guy, blood keeps seeping out of the wound and Verity could've sworn he saw his fingers twitch. So what now? Verity is stuck with Grox's corpse, the smell of blood and red painted hands. Right, wash your hands. Verity gets up and leaves the house, trying to find some short of water to wash off the bloody mess on his hands.
He walks a bit before finding a familiar 2 block tall hole in the wall. It's the entrance to his 'home'. Why are the blocks missing though..? It spawns in every world Verity gets put into but it's always closed. Curiosity gets the better of him and he walks up to the entrance. Then he sees it. Mob's body still on the floor, a hole in his head and he's starting to rot. Verity feels nauseous. He immediately presses his hand on his mouth and turns away. Why the fuck would this be here? He feels like he needs to throw up even though he can't. Verity turns around one last time and sees the corpse gone. Tears form in his eyes. "W-What the fuck..." His voice trembles. He turns back around to run away but something no- someone stops him. It's Mob again but this time with the stab wound from Grox. "No wonder everyone left you. You can't even keep one single person that is with you sane. Maybe you're just unlovable." Verity trembles. "M-Mob.. I.. I n3v3r w@nt3d t0 hurt y0u!" His voice glitches weirdly but Mob already gone again. Verity begins to run, finally finding a lake to wash off the now dried blood on his hands. It's sticky and smells like copper. Yuck. He's such a mess. His suit is full of blood, his hands smell like blood, hes starting to go crazy and he's stuck in fucking minecraft. Verity looks at his reflection in the water. He's still trembling and his breath is shaky. Since when does he have hallucinations? He sighs and stands up to get further away from the house since everything here is reminding him of Mob right now. Verity walks and walks but everywhere he looks is Mob. He's actually going crazy.. Maybe he should just accept it. There's nothing to stop this madness anyway.
Verity sits down and leans against a tree. There's Mob everywhere and they're all staring at him. The only thing he can do now is close his eyes and wait like always.