nightmare's pov

i walk up in s bed, the light from a window shining down on my face, i notices my hands are little white, my body is rejecting the apple, and the corrupted darkness, my head aches with a beating and throbbing pain. my body hurts to much to move,

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"it doesn't make sense dream, how could he just collapse like that"  ink

"ya i have to agree to ink nightmare never done anything like this before" blue

" and where are the three idiots, nightmare never goes in solo" cross

"nightmare is in a lot of pain, my guess his soul is rejecting the darkness, he consumed along ago" dream

"this just dont feel right" cross

" i know but my brother needs me" dream

"just be careful dream" blue

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back to nightmare's pov.

i try to get out of bed instead i fell on the floor, i cough up a little blood,  i manage to get up, and walk to a mirror to see myself, i can see a little bit of my original self, covered in blood and pure darkness, whats happening to me?

i felt dizzy again and i fell to the floor the room around me spinning, i feel nauseous, i start to throw up, black, i cover my mouth as i lay on the floor against the wall, 

this is hell...

i heard voices outside the door, im in too much pain to care to move, i fell to the floor, limp, dream walks in shocked to find me in the state, and trys to get me up on the bed, 

"cross!! i need help!" dream calls out, everything is fuzzy, i start to see the same damn white butterfly....

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to be continued