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It's been two year's since everyone escaped Grace Feild. Besides Ray. Norman, Emma, Don, Anna and Gilda was absolutely crushed by this. The kids that were younger were sad, but not as a much.
Emma would have nightmares of what possible could happen to him or even if he's still alive. Don and Gilda gave up hope on Ray ever finding him or being alive. Norman was crushed and just wanted to see Ray he's always had a secret crush on him and now the chance to ever confess is gone.
Everyone is now 18 and they have a house together or at least Emma and Norman are 18. Don and Gilda are close to that age. Ray would be 18 years old now since he is the oldest.
Emma and Norman are cuddling on the couch. It's one of those nights. "Emma I miss Ray." Norman cried into her chest. "I miss him so damn much." Norman goes on to say. "He could be alive and were just enjoying life!" Norman was having another melt down.
This happens about every other day. Norman misses Ray and needs support so he goes and cuddling.
“I know I feel the guilt to.” Emma finally says. “Then why don’t we go back!” Norman yells slightly. “We can’t what if we also get stuck.” Emma says. “I don’t care about that! We’ve been living out a good life with no worries w-who-!” Norman yells but gets cut off.
"Norman, what if we go in there and he's already dead? ANd we get stuck in there?" Emma said sweetly. This struck Norman hard. "You were the one that when we escaped said were not leaving behind anyone!' Norman yells. "And now that the one that has helped us the most your turn your back on him!" Norman yells and yells causing attention from the younger kids.
"Norman? Why are you yelling?" Phill asks who is about 7 or 8 now. Norman stops and his hands go to his side as he clenches them. "It's just I miss Ray. It's not fair that he didn't get to come back." Norman says hurt clearly in his voice.
"Why? Why?" The second time asked his voice was completly broken. He's now crying. Emma hugged him tighter. "I know It hurt's. But Ray would want us to be happy not moping around." Emma says hopefully.
"We all know you miss him, we also miss him." Emma say's. Don and Gilda join in the hug. “Look we’re all upset.” Gilda says.
“Why are you all calm?!” Norman yells. He carefully pushes them off carefully and go to his room mad and upset and lays down roughly.
He rolls on his side and cries into the wall. All he could think was Ray. How he could be injured, hurt, or worse dead.