Omg I just had to put this photo XD

"I'm not even going to ask.." She replied.

Harry gave a small frown and walked off. "Oh that reminds me! Salad, I have something for you!" Joyce chimed, running into her room.

"O-oh! A present for me? Thank y-you!" Salad said putting his hands to his face.

Joyce came back seconds later holding the old photographs. She sat at the table, Salad did too. She was still a little shaken from the previous event, but she just blocked it out. "Do you know these people...Salad." She replied, sliding one photo over.

Salad Fingers grabbed it, studying it hardly. And for a split second Joyce noticed something in his eyes, besides them being bloodshot a flicker of blue was seen. But, only for a moment. "These people...were did you find these photos...?" He questioned.

He didn't stutter....

"I found them laying around in the forest...." Joyce said taking the photo back.

A sudden memory sparked in his mind, it was faint and quiet, yet it was vivid?

There were 3 people all sitting together in a forest. They were laying on the ground, on a blanket of course. One was a lady with blood stained hair and beautiful black makeup. The other was a normal everyday man, black hair, and blue eyes. The last one was a black man, he had nice curly hair, and was wearing a army uniform. "Hey Hubert how was your job?" The immigrant asked.

"It was fine Jeremy....I suppose. Harry is an annoying boss, but y'know....." Hubert replied.

"Hey you got it easy, how do you think it feels to be the only black man in a bunker of white men?" Jeremy said pointing to his face, making a goofy grin.

The woman laughed. "Hehe you guys are too much!"

All of them started to snicker. "Hey you know what? We should take a photo!" She said.

"That's.....not a bad idea Majory." Hubert replied pulling out his camera.

They took two pictures. The first one was the preparation for the photo. Majory and Jeremy were messing with each other when Majory kissed him on the cheek. Hubert was able to snap a photo of that.
The last one was of them, smiling at the camera, it was the exact same one Joyce had found.

They gathered around the photos laughing and pointing out small flaws. Just then the wind began to pick up, and took the pictures with them. Deserting them in the deep woods.

"Awww! Our pictures. They were such nice shots too!" Majory whined.

"Yeah...but it's the memory that counts....right?"

They all nodded in agreement, and with that they began to walk away.

Joyce was starring at Salad, his eyes were wide. He looked like his mind had just exploded or something.
He had never processed that much in one sitting. It made him sick.
He had enough time to cover his mouth, but after doing so he barfed out a crimson red liquid. He felt dizzy, and without any warning he collapsed.