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The day Z got out of the hole, he's never been the same. He was still a jackass but there was clearly something wrong
Z have been away for a long time so him coming back out of nowhere was surprising though the intriguing part for both Moe and Regect is the way he refuses to acknowledge it, Z says he has been searching to find a new gun and he lost track of time trying to find it
It was a weak excuse, months of disappearance and that was the story? Bullshit. But both Moe and Regect didn't want to pressure him for answers. For now at least
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"Jesus you always do this!" Regect says and Z scoffs
"Oh like you're some kind of saint, you also don't organize the music discs don't blame it all on me!"
Z and Regect start going back and forth and scaling who is the most useless one in the house
"You literally left us for MONTHS and you say you do shit around here. Pff yeah okay" Regect crosses his arms and even though the entity doesn't have a face, Z could feel his gaze lingering on him
Waiting for his response, his excuse why he left them for so long, wanting to test if Z is going to use the same gun excuse as before or use a new one–
"Were you scared that I left you like Micha did?"
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What? Why did I say that– who is Micha?? What is this shit
While Z's mind was trying to grasp of what he just said, Regect on the other hand was holding himself back from attacking Z, those restless nights where Regect was waiting for micha was playing in his head, the memories he's trying so hard to forget and Z was mentioning it like it's a joke. The tension between them was just like that one time Z told Regect he wasn't scary. The silence was deafening and Regect was also as confused as he was angry
How did Z know about Micha?? and the audacity of his question was just fueling Regect's rage
Z looks back up at Regect and as he was about to speak up Regect just disappeared
Z knew he fucked up badly, he starts thinking about the apology he's gonna have to say to Regect, but also Z was still wondering on what took over him
What made him mention this person and why Regect reacted to it like that..
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Laughter
Laughter started filling up inside Z's head. Loud, mocking, laughter
It was that eyes entity from the hole
This was it way of reminding him that it's still here
Still watching him and now it's tormenting him. Z felt his body go cold his heart pounding harder but not as hard as his head was by the laughter, Z goes to the corner of the room and sits down as he feels his body feeling weak. He tries to think but every thought gets interrupted by the laughter, he couldn't think straight and it's hurting his head
The cruel reminder that Z hasn't escaped it, those haunting eyes are still there lurking over him and it's enjoying the suffering he's having
Z covers his ears like that's going to do something, his breathing was heavy and his head was hurting really badly he wanted to claw that thing out of his head and he hated that he had no way of doing that
Moe walks in the house and she pauses as she hears the sounds of heavy breathing nearby and she quickly moves to look on who's making the sounds. She then saw Z sitting on the ground looking like he's about to have a panic attack, she quickly started honking and helping him get up
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At night, Z was sitting on the couch waiting for regect. To apologize and clear things up but Z couldn't help but get a bad feeling in his guts
One of the main reasons why Z hadn't told Moe and Regect about his experience from the hole is because of his guts for some reason. He felt nauseous everytime he thought about telling them about it, it was hell
Regect came in the middle of the night and Z quickly got up so he could explain and apologize, but as soon as Z took a step towards Regect
Regect punches him in the gut really hard which made Z groan and get the wind knocked out of him as he grabs the coffee table for balance as he hunches over
"Fffuuucckk..."
The only thing Z got to say in a pained groan before holding his hand up for a sign that he's getting his breath and needs regect to be patient with him
"That what you get dipshit" Regect says in an aggressive tone
"O-okay...you got your payback, can I talk now?"
Z asks before finally straighting up and regect gives him a chance just to see if he's going to explain how he knows about Micha
"Listen, I'm really sorry what happened earlier today. I didn't mean it and it slipped out!..I guess? I.... don't even know what happened there and I haven't been feeling well lately and I'm–"
"How do you know about Micha?" Regect cuts him off and Z raises an eyebrow at Regect before he tries to speak up
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"Well?? Speak up Z" Regect says in an impatient tone
Z couldn't speak, it felt like his words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't let them out, Z was panicking now
Not only can't be speak but he cannot clear up his name, that he wasn't the one that said that. Z could only look up at Regect with hopeful eyes that he'll somehow, someway he'll understand what's going on
In Regect's perspective, Z is silent because he can't find an excuse, he's guilty of knowing about Micha and how much they meant to Regect, that the harsh words he said was because he really thinks so poorly of him and also ditched him and Moe purposely
Z was panicking, he tries to reach his hand out to try and show some signs he cannot speak but his body was frozen, he could only move his eyes and the tension between them just grew more tighter and awkward
"...okay, night Z" Regect says before going up the stairs to his room
Why. Why why me, why did I enter that hole and why did this fucking parasite choose to stick with me
I can't live like this, there has to be a cure. There must be a way to get this thing off of me