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The two Lanthornes sit in the pinkish-yellowish void, which seems to stretch out for miles.
It’s been a few hours since the two died in the car crash. Is this hell?
The green lantern named Airyn was zoning out. It was his fault, wasn’t it? He should’ve turned. One slight mistake has caused them their lives.
The golden lantern decided to speak on an impulse.
“I was a disco ball once.”
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It was Homecoming for Hunter’s school. He was volunteered to be the disco ball because Disco Bally was on a vacation. They tied a rope on his handle thing and attached him to the ceiling. He turned the knob on him that activates the fire. Finally, he spun.
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A whirling sound was approaching.
”MY NAME IS NOT BACKPACK!”
CRASH!
Glass and metal scattered across the endless void.
And then there was silence.
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Hunter spoke up. “I’m dating Sans Undertale by the way.”