"What's your point of being here anyways?" Owner asked, Reyes considered the answer for a second and breathed in.

"The point of my existence is to take over an evil person's body once they die and try to eliminate a few people before 3-6 days is over. Once that happens, well I just disappear." Reyes told him, Owner bit his ghostly lip and sighed.

"Is there anyway for me to not die?" He asked. Reyes shook his head, he couldn't think of anything.

"I mean there is one way but they died off a long time ago-" Reyes started.

"Who's they? Where are they? What can they do?" Owner spiraled into questions Reyes clutched his ears until owner stopped spewing questions at him

"Sorry, Did I get a bit out of hand?" He asked. Reyes nodded moving his hands to his side.

"It's weird to see myself moving but it's not actually me." Owner said, "If you get what I mean." Reyes nodded, he understood completely. Every Single time he talked to someone like Owner they usually said that.

"What's the point of me being here still?" He asked it wasn't a question aimed at Reyes but still he answered.
"I don't know you just are." Reyes responded Owner sighed.  The sun started to rise  over the horizon.

Meme had a frustrated loon on his face as Tbh sat in the chair across from him

"Laff took my medical degree!" He shouted. Tbh rolled his eyes.

"Why is that such a big deal? It's fake anyways." Tbh laughed. Meme glared at him and Tbh went quiet quickly. "Sorry." He whispered under his breath.
"Who could we talk to that would give Laff away without hesitation?" Meme asked.

"So A rat?" Tbh asked, "Or a traitor in other words?" Tbh suggested. Meme glanced at him he seemed tired, "Have you been sleeping Okay?" Tbh asked. Meme shook his head.
"It's been hard," Meme whispered , "You know since Wiktora died."
"Yeah I get it." Tbh told him he gave his friend a hug and Meme sighed.

"I'll be alright." Meme told him, "I'll be alright."

Nadwe was by himself stumbling thought the thick green shrubbery he was tearing up his suit and he had also fallen which meant he had a bruise on his knee.

"Muffin?" He called. No response, Nadwe shivered as a cold breeze blew around him. He peered through the darkness and saw nothing. The sun was rising. How long had he been out? He wondered to himself. Of course he had no answer to this question but still he asked it to himself. He stood tall and continued to walk down the path he was sticking too.

"I'll be home soon right?" He asked himself. "'Of course you will Nadwe, you know this forest like the back of your hand." After walking for a few more minutes he breathed in and leaned up against a tree. "A real quick nap wouldn't hurt would it?" Nadwe asked. He yawned and closed his eyes. Sleep dragging him into darkness 

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short and i was brain dead writing this

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