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Let me mention that this chapter will absolutely LOOOOONNNNGGG well longer than any other chapter I made before lol now onto the chapter.

"(Text)" means thinking
*text* means like *cough* *yawn* *sneeze* yeah you get the drift
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Psycho went into the dark forest and found the abandoned Mental Hospital: Shoulder bag strap held tightly "Sigh. Okay...here we go again." Psycho mumbled as he started walking into the dark mental asylum, the broken floors creaking with every step he took: the floors crawling with insects and creatures he didn't even know existed! But Psycho wasn't scared, he just didn't want any creatures crawling on him and getting a fucking infection or something.  A few more steps later, Psycho finally made it to the room, guessing the office. He opened the door just for half of it to fall off and land on the ground above....a body? "Oh! Whoops! Sorry I didn't see you there!" Psycho stepped over it just to be met with even more dead bodies.

Psycho ignored it and walked over to the desk but accidentally stepping onto one of the decaying hands "Oh excuse me!" Psycho said walking over it "watch your head!" "Watch out my foot coming closer to your torso!" "Be careful of my foot!" Psycho then got to the desk to find moss and broken wood, chairs, and files laying on the ground "hmm...they look like they've been thrown instead of dropped on the ground by accident." Psycho said grabbing some open files and papers "oh what do ya know?" Psycho said taking out one of the papers and putting the rest to his side.

Psycho started reading the paper and the writing, it looks like the parent/guardian wrote this one but it's ripped where the child's name is supposed to be "he's been...killing everyone In sight...he keeps calling out my name...'####? ####? where are you?! I just want to talk!' He keeps yelling repeatedly...I don't know how longer I can hide away from him until he finds me...mom please...help...save me from this...monster! This isn't my brother! This is just a possessed monster and it's all in my head...right?" Psycho then froze by the sound of banging coming from the hallway "what the hell?" Psycho whispered putting all the papers into a random file.

Psycho immediately ran over to behind whatever was left of the door and hid: taking out his knife just incase the person attacks. The banging got louder and louder until it stopped by the broken door Psycho was hiding behind. Just as Psycho was about to strike, he saw a boy with: blonde hair, a yellow sweater over his red shirt, and black shorts. "(Who the hell?)" Psycho thought as the person stared straight in front of them but all of the sudden started coughing. Psycho wanted to help but he couldn't, just because this boy is short and probably stupid, he could still be stronger than Psycho.

The boy went dead silent as he started to turn his body around to the hallways direction. Psycho relaxed but was immediately taken aback with his decision, the boy had snuck up behind Psycho and started leaning against the sharp part of the broken door. But what scared Psycho somehow is the boy's face. His face was stitched on his eyes and his mouth and his eyes were literally gone the only thing he had for eyes were blue floating orbs.

"W-what the hell man?!" Psycho asked but immediately regretted it "(shit. I know I didn't just say that right?!)" Psycho thought starting to freak out: the boy just stared still smiling like a Psychopath (no, I didn't intend on using Psycho's name) "uhm... Can't you speak?" Psycho asked. The boys smile dropped. "You can't speak?" Psycho asked again the boy stayed silent "hhh--!" The boy tried to speak but went into a coughing fit, blood flying out his mouth with every cough. He got up and sat on his knees to breathe a little better. "hey man you alright?" Psycho asked concerned for the small figure: the boy only nodded. "You need help." Psycho told but the boy shot his head up, his blue orbs going small, the boy shook his head 'no'.

"Why not?" Psycho asked, the boy tried speaking "h-hh-ho *cough* o-osp- *cough cough* n-nn- *cough cough cough*" The boys voice sounded horrible, like his throat had been ran over by a truck and had been rotting for like YEARS! "Don't speak anymore. Your gonna damage your vocal cords even more then they are." Psycho told "c'mon let me bring you to my friends" he helped the boy up but stopped just to ask "hey can you help me out with something real quick?" Psycho asked, the boy shrugged and walked over to Psycho "I'm trying to find a boy named Paul Walker and a boy named Aaron Jaramillo (ha-ra-me-yo)" Psycho told, the blonde froze but brushed it off.

~~Timeskip~~

"Thanks for the help." Psycho said walking out of the asylum with the blonde by his side. The boy smiled "hey what's your name?" Psycho asked "..." "oh sorry I forgot you couldn't talk." A few minutes later they both got to the little camp area to find sleeping figures on the grass, the fire still going. Psycho sat up against a tree near the fire, "You'll be okay here for right now" psycho said putting his hood over his head so it wouldn't get anything in it: the blonde walked over next to Psycho and sat down, putting his hood up too, they blonde looked over at Psycho "don't worry, I've got you. Kay?" Psycho smiled at the end of his sentence (at the 'kay' part)

The blonde smiled back but still felt a little confused and scared, the blonde felt a little hand on his shoulder "hey. Don't worry I promise you will be okay." The boy smiled "so hey I was thinking, because you don't have a name." The boy nodded his head, signaling Psycho continue "Why don't we just call you: Blonde!" The boy stared at Psycho with the look 'bitch what?' Expression "Hey! I don't know any good names!" The boy pointed his eyes "you want me to call you eyes?" The boy shook his head 'no' and continued to point at his eyes "Eyelids?" The boy shook his head 'no' again and kept pointing at his eyes "b-bb-b*cough*" the boy tried to speak again but Psycho covered his mouth.

"You're tryouts no to say blue aren't you?" Psycho said, the boy nodded "then we shall call you: Blonde Blue!" The boy smacked his head in disappointment and shook his head 'no' again "well then how about: Blue Blonde?" Psycho said trying "(this kid.. Why can't he just say the color blue?)" the boy thought "Bluond?" The boy smiled, he was about to laugh but held it back, for the safely of his throat "Okay Blue?" The boy was about to shake his head 'no' but realized what Psycho said and nodded his head 'yes'  "finally!" Psycho sighed "(finally indeed)" the two tried talked for a bit until they got too tired to go on and they fell asleep against the tree, but not to far apart from each other but far enough.

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Yep i told it's a long chapter, I literally had 4 pages, front and back, of this and this isn't even from my book, only half of it now goodnight my people and have a goodnight/morning mes goes tos sleeps.
-Ivy359