This is it. I'm going to die here. I've wasted thirty years for nothing. He had had me pinned to the ground, bright blue chains almost entirely taking over my vision.

"You know," Bill's echo-y voice boomed throughout the entire Nightmare Realm. "I always thought you were the type to be the greatest in hide and seek. I wouldn't call you IQ for nothing!"

His eye narrowed. I shot him a glare. No words can escape me in this situation.

"Well, I guess I thought wrong. What do you say, henchmaniacs? Are we going to-"

"Kill me?"

They all turned to look at me. Hard in the eyes. I braced for the worst. I was shaken out of my daze when a finger was placed under my chin, pushing my head upward to look at him.

"Oh, I am going to do so much worse."

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