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I wake up. A pitch black room with a dangling flashlight or lightbulb in front of my fade. Two elderly men in black and white suits.
The Men In Black.
...But strangely, they smile to me and say
"Welcome, CandyLovely148."
They know my name.
"You know we have watched you and everyone else. But that's okay. We don't mind you."
They side step.. and present to me my imaginary friends, all standing in a row with smiles on their faces. My head pulses and tires with fear as it runs through millions of implications of if any more of my imagination would come true, including my worse fears.
"You already know we're years ahead of you, and it's all okay. You can go back to your happy mindscape land, or you can settle here and work for us; take control of your world. You decide."
...
They leave the room with my imaginary friends. I turn to them, they exit each a door on their side of the room. A part of the chair forces me to lock my head towards my imaginary friends.
They walk towards me.
...
"We accept you, we accept you, one of us. One of us."
They chant to me cheerfully. And all of my imaginary friends are there, my personas used in every written fanfiction. Every character I have drawn.
I drew on the paper for art and they still found a way to track it.
They walk towards me and circle me.
Stop. Please, stop. You guys.
These are not any of them. They've got to be holograms-
SLAP.
One resembling a Kids Next Door Operative slammed the back of my head. They must be tracking my thoughts, too.
CRUNCH.
One resembling a Numberblock clawed up my eye. My mind runs with fear now running various quick scenarios of how I believe I'd be tortured and die here.
They stop. Two from the group, my closest imaginary friends [Oh] and [Fonton] walk towards me.
They smile, and tell me
"It's okay, [CandyLovely148]."
They undo the ropes on me and hold my hands as we walk to what I'm certain looks like a pure pitch black hallway where every wall and floor was crack like a mirror where each reflection was what fictional character my intrusive thoughts kept comparing me to or telling me I would become.
I saw a nixel.. Numbuh 0.2... her Delightfultized form... Kiazuki... Mandy...
And then, we were at the end. And there was a purely black throne.