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Crunch-.... Aghuh..
the way his eyes shaked was... unnatural. shrunked behind one of the dusty boxes on one of the floors with twisteds... he wishes it hadnt had them. they should have gone safer, the ichor dripped from the mouth of a deform and nightmare-ish appearance, He saw what happened to Shelly, hearing the screams of agony and pain coming from the ammonite shell made him shiver. made him feel dizzy, like he wanted to vomit. Maybe it was the memory, locking eyes with Shelly right before being bitten on her waist and drained of all and any life that was left of her, or the knowledge that he could have helped.. maybe the sickening smell of the black liquid spread right besides him, just a few inches before it would stain his blanket.
He knew he couldn't have done anything to help his friend, he knew he shouldn't be feeling this way.
Astro felt like it was his fault, despite telling himself otherwise
"Astro! A-Astro.. C'mon, w-we have to go, hurry you idiot!
"It hurts. I'm sorry. We couldn't have done anything."
The sleepy Toon had forgotten he wasn't alone. He felt hurt for the harsh wording, the words having that characteriztic small buss of electricity from the green TV, who was tugging at his arm. yet it worked to get himself out of his dazed... traumatized state.