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It had been a long day, performing all the little circus acts Looey and Yatta held with him. But don’t be thinking he didn’t like the circus trio.. it was in fact a highlight of his day. Everytime he got to perform, he had an invisible smile, one that was wide and genuine. He wouldn’t have it any other way.. in fact, you could say his life was pretty much.. perfect!
Blot sat on his bed, staring at the wall, wondering what else to do today.. he had performed, had a little chat with some other toon… maybe he could visit Teagan… he hadn’t spoken to her in quite some time.. and he kinda liked her advice, she always knew what to say.
The door to his room swings open, and then shuts quite quickly- Looey had entered, looking a little… darker? Blot couldn’t point a finger to it.. but Looey wasn’t as vibrant as he usually is, and he could swear that Looeys head was a little higher than it should be. But he looked a little panicked, so Blot decided to check on him.. and maybe know why Looey entered without knocking in the first place..
“.nekahs kool uoY ?deneppah tahw …moor ruoy t’nsi sihT ?-yeooL”
“Looey-? This isn’t your room… what happened? You look shaken.”
“BLOT! You gotta stay here… something’s happening outside.. and it’s WEIRD.”
Looey didn’t respond to Blots question… that wasn’t important right now. The twisteds banged on the door, some faintly begging to be let in, pleading for Looey to let them inside. But Looey is holding the door closed regardless.. scratching and growling can be heard on the outside.
Blot isn’t quite sure what to do in this situation… but one thing is certain, they won’t be able to stay here for too long.. Blot looked up at a vent in the wall, it’s quite high up, but it should help them escape if the situation gets dire.. Blot pushed a big box he kept in his room and slid it besides Looey, motioning his head for Looey to scoot over.
And Looey did, still making sure the door would be shut while the box is being pushed in front of the door. Once that is over with, Blot sits atop the box and stares at Looey. Kind of put off by all this happening so fast- he really wanted to talk things out with Looey.
“?no gniog s’tahw ..noitseuq ym rewsna t’ndid uoY ?lleW”
“Well? You didn’t answer my question.. what’s going on?”
Looey sighs a little, his head rising up a little more to reveal a tiny part of a…. String.. curious.
“Oh uh… toons have turned into… mindless zombies? I don’t know! Everything happened so fast! I was talking with Yatta and she shoved me aside, and got hit by one of them. She told me to go tell you, but on the way I just collected every one of them by accident! Oh shoot… what are we gonna do?! I’m sorry!..”
Looey squirmed in place.. and then, his colors faded even more, his eyes becoming fully red, some black tears streaming down his face.. he then looked at his hands… and finally.. slowly turned his head up to look at Blot.. walking towards them and trying to attack them atop the box.
Blot knew something was suspicious ever since Looey came into the room… but they could’ve never predicted this happening. They feelt tears threatening to come out of their eye… What will they do now?! Blot then decides on something he could do.
It took him a moment.. but he thought of something. The vent. He could take it to try and escape this situation… even though he’s worried about Looey… he knows he has to leave that aside for now, for his own survival. He quickly front flips off the box, and makes a break for the vent- he barely manages to evade Looey trying to grab one of his legs…
In the vent, it’s not clearly heard that Blot is moving… being made of liquid, the only real sound is faint splats as his limbs hit the metal with every “step” he takes, crawling around, hoping to find some survivors.. or even a ticket out of this pla-
He falls out of the vent, down onto the ground. He was in the middle of the hall now, but facing towards his room.. he sees the twisteds standing at his door, still banging on it. None even tilted their head to look towards the noise.. letting Blot sneak past easily and without any issues. But as he walked past… he recognized every head… every face. Someone he once saw in a hall with a smile or a frown..
Blot then ran into the elevator as quickly as he could, worried that one of the twisteds was chasing him, overwhelmed from all this….. but when he turned, the twisted seemed to loose interest entirely. Which confused Blot… he mashed some buttons in the elevator, hoping it would just close and take him somewhere else- he did see a black blur come into the elevator.. but he was too focused on mashing the buttons-
Eventually, the door closes.. shutting with a heavy thud. Which earns a sigh from Blot… he thought it took forever to do this.. he felt the elevator move down. He then saw something in the corner of his eye.. it was a child, definitely a toon… he thought on it, before remembering this was probably Toodles, Looey had talked about how she was sometimes in the front row seats when they were performing..
“?eno elttil ,uoy taht si …seldooT”
“Toodles… is that you, little one?”
It was indeed Toodles, at the mention of her name, she turned her head to Blot and politely waved.. she didn’t exactly know what to say, so she stayed silent.. she didn’t want to stay on the previous floor, it felt scary with all the weird things running around…
Little did the both of them know, they’re going to start a brand new and dangerous chapter of their lives..