I was feeling sad and lonely one night and I couldn't think of anything for my Death the Kid story and I can't do anything with just one vote for the other so I grew bored and started surfing through creepypasta again. Then i decided that I wanted to write. So with my boredom I lay in bed at four in the morning and created this. I waited for a couple of days before I decided that maybe I should put this on fanfiction. So with nothing else to do I copied an pasted what you see here. Enjoy my boredom.

MASKY- "Hoodie? Hoodie, wake up! Wake up, Hoodie! You have to wake up!" Masky pleaded to his hooded friend.

"Masky!" Jeff the Killer approached. "We have to hurry or Slendy will find out."

"I know, but, Hoodie. He's hurt."

"I know! C-can you lift him?"

"Y-yeah. I think so, but won't that hurt him?"

"He's unconscious. He won't feel a thing and if he does I doubt it will hurt as bad. He won't be able to comprehend what's happening... I think."

HOODIE- Masky? He was... talking... to me? What happened? Jeff? They're both panicking. They can't panic. That won't help anything! Ow! E-everything hurts! What's going on?! C-can't... Drifting... Can't hold it...

Now where am I? Upon sitting up I noticed that I was in a foggy area. It looked like a hallway, but why was I here? I stood and turned in a slow circle. This fog was so thick and it looked like the hall was endless in both directions. A multitude of doors covered the hall in both directions. I decided to go in the direction I was facing before. I was facing that way for a reason, right. I started walking. I couldn't see anything really with all of this fog. Nothing besides the dull lights above me and the white walls. Oh how I hated that color. Was white even considered a color anyway? I kept walking at a rather slow pace as I took in my situation just as slow. I walked the endless hall without question. I stopped, feeling like I had just stepped in a sticky puddle. Looking down I saw that I was standing in a red liquid. Blood?! Wh-whose blood was this?! It was so fresh... Swallowing my fear and realizing that the only thing I could do was to continue on I started walking again. This time at a faster pace. I felt a slight burning in my side as I walked. I tried to ignore it, but soon enough I looked down again. Placing a hand on my side I felt a sticky warm liquid. There was a huge slash in my hoody... How? When did I-? Hearing a snicker I looked around. Spinning in a circle more than once only to find that I was still all alone in this hallway. I closed my eyes. This couldn't be real. I just imagined it. All of this isn't real. But the pain... No. It had to be just an illusion or something. We did after all go to the barren land- Wait. Masky! Jeff! I opened my eyes.

"Masky! Jeff! Where are you?! Masky?! Masky?!"

I could feel panic start to creep over me. I started running. The pain in my side flared up, but I pushed that aside.

"Masky?! Masky?! Masky, please! Answer me! S-someone! Anyone!"

My shouting and panicking stopped abruptly as I ran into a white wall, which had been pretty well hidden in the thick fog. I groaned as I slipped my hand under my dark mask to rub my face. Ow... Just great. Now I was going to be covered in blood. I slowly pushed myself back up, still a bit dazed by the fact that I ran right into a wall. I looked to the left then to the right. Two paths. Two more endless halls. Each held a great many of doors. Well... When nothing goes right go left, right? I headed that way at a much slower pace. I didn't want to run into another wall.

"Masky?!" I called again.

Still no answer. I continued on until I heard a laugh. I froze. This wasn't a happy carefree laugh. This one was much more dark.

"Masky?" The rather dark voice questioned.

There was silence. I let out the breath that I had been holding since the laugh had sounded and took a few cautious steps forward like the speaker would suddenly materialize in right front of me. What if they had Masky and Jeff? Masky... I gulped and swallowed my fear so I could continue on. All of this fog was rather annoying. I stopped as the voice rang off again.

"Is that who You're looking for? Not me?"

Maybe it was just me, but he seemed to be mocking me. I continued on. Faster than before. I had to find him no matter how scared I was before something...bad happened. It was just a feeling I had though. I chanced opening the first door I came over. I gasped. This was...

"You ok kid?" A bodiless voice sounded.

"Yeah. Thanks. I know I shouldn't have come to the human world, but... I got curious and now I can see that wasn't the only one." A second voice echoed.

"You live in the... second world?"

"In the shadows, yes. Don't you?..."

"..."

"No? But master said that proxy's shouldn't stay in this world for longer than they need to. You Are a proxy right?"

"Yeah, but I've always lived here. Is that bad?"

"Always?"

"As long as I can remember."

"Are you alone?"

"... Yes."

"Hey! Hey! D-don't cry! I didn't mean to make you sad!"

"'So kay... 'S my fault. I must've gotten ditched here because I wasn't good enough or something."

"Don't talk like that! I'm sure that's not it. I know! If you don't have a real home maybe I can help."

"Really?"

"Mmhm. Maybe you could come with me. Master might be able to help."

"..."

"I know he can help! Please don't cry again... "

"..."

"So? Will you let me help you?"

"... S-sure?"

"Great! My name's Masky."

"... Hoodie."

I quickly closed the door on the invisible scene. Wh-what was that? What just happened? That was when- I shook my head to rid myself of the thought and quickly moved on. Desperate to get away from the scene that happened when I was so young. My curiosity gripped my attention so I opened the door right next to it.

"I thought I told you Not to go there!" The first voice sounded.

"I know, but-" A second voice played.

"What would have happened if you were seen?!"

"Yes, but-"

"Rules are set in place for a reason!"

"Alright, but-"

"You can't-"

"Please!"

"...?"

"I-I'm sorry master. I-I just- I- um. I met someone there. A-another proxy and he- Well... Come on out Hoodie!..."

"...?!"

"He was all alone and well... Can we help him somehow?"

"..."

"I-I'm sorry." A third echoed. "I shouldn't have come."

"Hoodie..." The second voice came again.

"I'll go back... home."

"Wait."

"Y-yes?"

"You can stay here for the time being."

"Wh-what?"

"See?! I told you master could help!"

I closed the door on the empty scene. Again. Nothing but voices in an empty room that mirrored how the place had looked at the time. If these were-... No. Impossible, right? But if so... Where was I?

"What exactly are you looking for?"

I whirled around. That way. He was that way. I started running. Once I hit the familiar crossroads I stopped. Ok. I came from there so, that way?

"I assume you're confused?" They laughed.

Really? Back where I started? Well it Was a never ending hall in both directions so I might as well head back. I sprinted down the hall for a while, but soon slowed. I couldn't just rush into this. I was alone in an unknown place.

"Unknown?! Shouldn't you know this... 'place' better than anything?!" Another amused laugh sounded and echoed off to the white walls.

I hesitated. How the-? Did I say what I was thinking without noticing? I started walking after an ominous moment of silence. My curiosity was nagging at me again and peaked at the next door. Ok. Just one more. I opened it and I froze. The forest. There was crying and only one broken voice.

"Why?! This isn't fair! I-I'm so lonely! Why was I left alone?! I-"

I quickly closed the door. My hand clenched the front of my hoodie just above my heart. I drew in a shaky breath. No... No more.

"Come on now. We can't keep running forever now can we?"

I placed my back to the door and slid down. No... No... I can't I just... I can't... No more.

"Keep walking. We're so close. What would Masky and Jeff think if they saw you give up so easily? What would Jack think?"

My head shot up. I didn't even mention Jack once, did I? Neither of them. Picking myself up I drew in another breath and started walking. I had to know what was going on. How did he know about Jack? Unless this enemy had been closer than any of us knew. Who knew how long they had been planning something like this? Who had tipped us off about the barren land?... There had to be someone. I just had to remember. That would be my enemy. That would be who was doing all of this. I hate illusions. Nothing upset me more than-

"Not being able to see clearly."

I stopped again. Wh-what?

The speaker laughed. "Not being able to see clearly isn't what actually upsets us about illusions."

"Oh yeah? Just what do you know about me?" I squinted trying to see deeper into the fog ahead. "Who are you?"

"However. This is no mere illusion." The speaker continued as if I hadn't even spoken. "Leaving so soon?"

I glared into the fog. Who did he think he was? Just as I was about to move forward my vision blurred. Then the scene was gone. I became aware that I was on a much softer surface. My body felt heavy and my muscles ached.

"Nnggh." I groaned as I made an attempt to sit up.

"Hoodie?" Came a surprised question as I quickly gave up my endeavour. "You're awake?"

"Masky...? What happened?"

"..." Masky seemed to be frowning under his mask. "You... You saved me. Don't you remember?"

The barren land and the demons... Masky was going to get killed, wasn't he and I... reacted. I couldn't remember getting hit... Just a white hot pain and then... That foggy place! Just... a dream?

"Did Slendy find out?"

"No. He doesn't know... At least I don't think so. If he does he hasn't let on that he does." Masky placed a hand on the back of his neck. "He got a bit... suspicious when you didn't show up for the meeting this morning. I told him you weren't feeling well."

"Well that's not necessarily a lie."

"How bad does it hurt?"

"Um. About a Five, counting the fact that all of my muscles are aching."

"Out of ten?"

"Yeah."

"So about a three or four then?"

"Probably."

"That's not too bad then. You just have to stay down then, huh? But that will seem pretty suspicious if you're in our room all the time." Masky leaned back on his own bed and slipped his hand under his mask. "What are we going to do?"

"Play it cool and hope no one finds out... I guess I can play the 'sick' card for another day, but that's it."

"That might be a little suspicious too though... I can handle the majority of any mission we might get."

"Hopefully we don't get one for a while." I sighed. "Want to get me something to eat?"

Masky chuckled. "Any prefered soup?"

"Psh. Really? I guess any kind will do."

I drew in a breath and let myself relax. Masky was breathing was steady as he slept. I bit my lip. I couldn't sleep. Something about my... dream bothered me, but I couldn't place what. I thought back to our very short conversation if you could even call it that.

_"Keep walking. We're so close. What would Masky and Jeff think if they saw you give up so easily? What would Jack think? Not being able to see clearly. Not being able to see clearly isn't what actually upsets you about illusions."

"Oh yeah? Just what do you know about me? Who are you?"

"However. This is no mere illusion. Leaving so soon?"_

I took a second to analyze it. I hadn't spoken of Jack once. Neither of them, but then again it was a dream... I hadn't spoken and he finished my Thought. Again Dream. Let it go. He asked why I was leaving before I woke up. Just a weird dream. Forget about it... I lay there for a few minutes just arguing with myself. In the end I decided that it was just a dream and I had no need to think about it any longer. I reluctantly let myself drift off.

I opened my eyes to take in a white ceiling. I was confused to say the least. Fog?

"Welcome back."

I shot up. No! No way! Just a recurring dream. I reminded myself.

"Ah that's right. We decided that this was just a rather vivid dream, didn't we? However a recurring dream now." The speaker thoughtfully spoke calmly.

I stood. I stared at the door I was in front of.

"Tis the same door that leads to the forest with you crying. Best not to tarry here for long."

How? I took in the painfully familiar hall. I sighed. I guess I had to choice here. I started walking. No point in running. No point to rush. No reason to respond to the voice. Just keep moving forward.

"Right. Masky told us that didn't he? You can't do anything but just keep moving forward, right? He said it is such a determined voice too."

"H-how? How do you know this? Who are you?"

"Oh I thought that it was of no use to respond."

Oh great he was mocking me again. I felt my face heat in anger. What gave him the right to do this? What gave him the right to mess with me?

"Who are you?!" I demanded.

All I got for a response was a chuckle. Then more silence. I stood there. I wasn't about to walk any further without a response.

"Come on then. We haven't got all night."

"Who are you?" I glared into the fog.

I wasn't scared anymore. I was just irritated now.

"Nothing and everything in this place all at the same time."

"Huh?"

"Come and find out. We need to."

I took a few cautious steps like any sudden movements would call a demon upon me. What was this guy talking about? None of this made any sense. I felt tired. Like I hadn't slept in a while.

"Hurry. We need to know this. You shouldn't waste anymore time."

Despite the warning I continued to walk. Just walk. I passed several doors. After a while the voice spoke again.

"... I didn't say you couldn't spend a little time checking out the memories. Feel free to open any of the doors and face the past. Might be a good idea. Prepare us."

"Prepare us...? Prepare us for what? Just where are we?"

"I'll tell you when we meet face to face. How's that sound?"

I frowned. Not very helpful... I guess I had no choice though. I looked at the doors as I passed. I chose one and opened it. The scene was void of any other people, but the voices sounded moments after the door opened.

"Masky?!"

"Who are you? And who's Masky? I'm Tim."

"Tim?"

"Yeah. Are you looking for someone? Maybe I can help. What's he look like?"

"...Um. Uh..."

"Oh wait. I forgot I have something to do. Maybe I could just help you later. Meet me back here tomorrow if you still can't find him, ok?"

"N-no wait!"

…...

"Masky! You can't just leave me here! Why are you leaving me here all alone?!"

…...

"You... You promised I didn't have to ever be alone any more... You promised... Masky. Come back..." The voice grew quieter as it went on then the scene ended and reset itself.

"Masky?!"

I closed the door. That was the day Masky... lost himself for the first time. At least while I knew him. I was so... I felt so... so... alone. I continued on. I wasn't sure if I wanted to open any more of the doors. I did so anyway. Just hoping that it wouldn't be another destructive memory. One that would make the empty space that I felt when I was alone reappear again like the last one did. It hurt and I really didn't like it. I guess that's why... why I have...

"... to surround ourselves with a bunch of people so that doesn't happen."

"Yeah..."

I opened the door. The voices sounded.

"I bet I can do it LJ"

LJ... Laughing Jack.

"Psh. Just try it Mask."

Someone sighed. "Ok Then. Shall we judges?"

"Yeah!" Two voices sounded at once.

Both held determination. I remembered this now. Jeff was one of the judges.

"Alright. Ready?" That was my voice. "Get set... GO!"

Some competition. Eating. Eating apple turnovers. The competition was rather short with how fast they had been eating. With occasional snicker from the three of us 'judges' the contest was pretty silent besides the sounds of their eating. So childish, but everyone had to act that way from time to time, right?

"Oh my stomach..."

"I think I'm going to be sick."

"Wh- ow. Who won?"

"What? Oh I wasn't really counting." Came BEN's voice.

"What?! Owww. Tell me at least one of you counted."

"Ummm." Came Jeff's reply.

"Hoodie?"

"Huh? Oh I was reading this."

"WHAT! So we have no idea who won!" The two raged.

There was laughing.

"It's ok. We counted. We just wanted a reaction."

"What! You little- Ow! Fffffuuuu-"

"Ah. What did we tell you about swearing Jack? Tsk tsk tsk." I teased.

There was a growl of anger.

"Well you lost Masky."

"What?! No way!"

"Yep. By three." Jeff's voice echoed.

"Yes!"

"No, but seriously. We didn't count." Jeff replied.

"What?! Did you guys count or not?!"

"I didn't." BEN's voice came.

"Neither did I. I was too busy laughing at the two idiots at the table." Jeff's voice followed.

"So I was the only one who counted? Could've told me. I wouldn't have wasted my time... Well you still lost by two Masky."

I closed the door. I smiled. I remembered that. That was rather fun. It was just too funny how the two got so upset after we said we didn't count. I continued down the hall. I passed many doors.

"Well you made it pretty far. See you soon."

"Huh?"

My vision blurred. I was now aware of the hand on my arm.

MASKY- I sat up in bed. Hoodie seemed to be having a rather troubled sleep. Just like when he passed out. I swung my legs off the side of the bed and watched for a minute. His body seemed to twitch a couple times like he was having a nightmare. I frowned. Was this the cause of the wound? He didn't normally have nightmares. I looked to the clock. Almost seven. I slipped out of bed and turned off the alarm. I didn't really need it if I was already awake. I sighed.

"Hoodie." I said calmly as I placed a hand on his arm. "Hoodie, wake up." I lightly shook him. "Wake up."

"Mmmm? Morning, Masky..." Came the sleepily mumbled reply.

I laughed. "Morning. You alright?"

"Mmhm... Why? Did I sleep through the alarm?" He yawned.

"Na. It just looked like you were having a nightmare. That's all."

"Oh. It's not time to get up then?"

"Not really, but it will be in the next few minutes."

"Then I won't get up until then..."

I shook my head. "Alright, but don't fall asleep. I'm going downstairs so I won't be able to wake you."

"K..."

I got dressed and headed toward the door. I stopped.

"Still awake?"

My response was a pillow blindly getting thrown at me. I caught it easily though it was off.

"That was way off." I teased.

"Jus go." Came the slightly muffled reply.

I tossed the pillow back and exited.

"You're up early." Slenderman commented as I entered the kitchen.

"Just by a few minutes. Do you time our sleeping or what?" I asked as I caught the box of cereal I usually ate that Laughing Jack tossed to me.

"No. It's just Hoodie's usually the one who has to head back upstairs to wake you up."

"Well Hoodie caught something yesterday, remember? I can't sleep in today or I won't get breakfast." I answered as I poured it into a bowl.

"That's right... Call for me if he gets worse."

"Alright."

Looks like he bought it! We had nothing to worry about if this kept up! I took a bite. Time passed. I was just about finished and everyone that had made a home of this place was down here except one. Hoodie must've fallen back to sleep. This might not go as smoothly as I thought it would. I caught Jeff's gaze a couple of times. Each time I shifted my position with a yawn to hide a shrug. Slenderman looked to the clock. Oh not good not good not goo-

"Masky."

"Yeah?"

Not good not good not goo-

"Bring Hoodie breakfast when you're done."

Ok so we were still in the clear? No he might be suspecting something after all. Play it cool. Roll with it.

"... How come I never get that kind of treatment?"

"Your 'ailment' laziness. That's why."

I frowned. "But you admitted it was an ailment."

"Are you done?"

"I guess."

Next thing I knew I was bringing breakfast up to him. I opened the door to once again find that he was having another nightmare. I set the bowl down and shook him.

"Hey wake up. Hoodie. Hoodie, wake up."

"Hmmm? What?" Hoodie stiffly pushed himself up and leaned against the headboard.

"You fell asleep again idiot. Now I'm pretty sure he suspects something."

"Oh sorry. I just feel really tired..."

"Whatever. Just eat." I handed him the bowl.

He looked at me. "What's with the special treatment?"

"Slendy told me to bring you breakfast. Not only that. He told me to 'call for him' if you get worse."

"Really? He really bought the sick thing?"

"I hope so... So what are you having nightmares about?"

"Huh?"

"You looked like you were having another nightmare when I came in."

"Oh... Well... A lot of things I guess. I really don't know what's going on."

"Explain the dream to me. I'm curious now." I said sliding in next to him.

"... Well." He seemed to be thinking. "I always wake up in this foggy hall with all of these doors..."

"A foggy hall? Then what? What happens? Does something try to kill you and the hall's never ending or something?"

"Um. Not really, but kind of. I just wander the hall. It doesn't seem to have an end... I really don't want to keep going, but there's this voice that keeps urging me to go on. So I follow."

"... Did you ever open one of the doors or is that it?"

"I opened several... Most of what are behind them are bad memories now that I think about it. Few have been good." Hoodie seemed to be thinking.

"So you're dreaming of memories? That's just weird." I told him as I thought it over.

"Pfft. I know. I don't understand it either." He replied, lifting his mask a bit to show his mouth. "Doesn't really make much sense, does it?" He asked taking a bite.

"Not really." I agreed and shook my head.

"Over the last few days..." I started.

"I noticed." Jeff muttered. "Maybe he got hit harder than we thought."

I sighed. Well at least he can kind of pull it together when other people are around... He still isn't acting like normal yet.

"At this rate we're going to get caught." I bit my lip in thought.

HOODIE- I stepped into the room.

"Don't worry about it." They turned. "If Slendy does find out I won't rat you guys out. As far as anyone knows. I was alone."

I exited before the room before they could respond. Alone... I'm always alone... My mind wandered back to last night.

_"No matter how many people you surround yourself with you're always going to be alone. You are a tool to those you call friends. You are too loyal to let them fall with you even if it was there fault. If they have a chance to escape punishment you'll let them and they won't object. You will always be alone. Nothing can ever change that fact." _

It was true. All of these missions lately were killing me. I couldn't do it anymore. I would get in trouble, but I wouldn't have to go on missions anymore. Getting 'grounded' and not going getting to go on any missions even after I was healed was a small price to pay for this torment. It was about time to end this. I would get my answer with this. I alerted them. Hopefully... I quickly found Slenderman.

"...Um... Sorry for the interruption, but I have something to tell you."

"A confession I assume."

"Yes." I said confidently very aware of the eyes on my back. I was determined to get my answer. "I went to the barren land."

He didn't seem surprised at that. "You went to the barren land." He repeated and stopped as if waiting for me to say more.

"Correct. What is my punishment? How long will I not be able to go on missions after I have healed?" I pressed.

"You went alone and came back...? That I highly doubt."

"I didn't get very far. It was just luck I made it back." I responded.

"You went alone?" He questioned again.

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"..."

What was he waiting for? Was he also waiting for Masky and Jeff to jump in? DId he know? Of course he did.

"... A month." He finally answered. "Unless you believe that to be unfair and-"

"It is perfectly fair master." I turned and exited.

I didn't send either of the two a glance as I passed them. I had my answer and I didn't like it. I was alone. He was right and deep down I guess I knew it. I started alone and that is how it would always be. I headed back upstairs. I settled into bed. From now on I was going to escape to the fog whenever I could. Why suffer here in reality when I could walk in the blissful fog of that hallway?

"Welcome back."

"I'm glad to be back."

"Yes. I know. Shall we?"

With that I continued down the hall. I explored the endless halls to my own will. No voice came to call me in another direction. I guess now I had no desire to leave I could wander all I wanted. I approached the next door. This one seemed to be calling to me for a while, but I had been afraid to open it. I just kept coming back down this hall. Each time I passed it. Maybe now I had the guts to open it. I slowly placed my hand on the door. I took a breath and opened it. The forest. I felt a sickening feeling in my stomach as the empty space ached again.

"Why...?" Came the broken voice.

"..."

"Why are you leaving me here?"

"..."

"No. Don't go!"

"..."

"Don't leave me all alone! Why am I always left alone?!"

"..."

"I don't-! I don't-! You can't just leave me here!"

"..."

"I'm so lonely... I don't want to be alone... It hurts."

"..."

"Why aren't I good enough?"

"..."

"What do I have to do?! I've been trying to make everything perfect! I Have! I've tried being perfect! I've tried! What do I have to do?!"

"..."

"What do I have to do...?"

I felt despair start to creep over me. I stood there as the scene played over and over again. It hurt so much. I shook as the despair consumed me. I entered the room as if in a trance. I sat by the tree that was all too familiar. I brought my knees to my chest like I remembered doing so many times before inside the large hollowed out split in the trunk of the deformed tree. My back hit the chipped bark. I felt so broken... Why was I left behind...? Why wasn't I good enough? I did what they had asked of me, didn't I? Or did I disobey? I couldn't remember... I couldn't remember who I was talking to in this memory. Were there more than one? Who were they? Male or female? I don't know. I don't know how long I was there. I just remember that voice saying a cheerful farewell like always.

I woke to the familiar beeping of our alarm. Masky groaned like usual. Asking for me to kill it. I slipped out of bed and stood over the alarm. I looked at it for a few seconds before exiting without so much as a second glance. Maybe he should just get up on time for once. The sound of the alarm could be heard on the way down the stairs. The alarm was cut off mid beep when I got a little over halfway down. I entered the kitchen like always.

"Hey, Hoodie." Laughing Jack greeted like always.

He knew the usual order. I came in first then Eyeless Jack. Followed by Jeff the Killer. Then it went from there. I silently caught the box he tossed to me. I sat in my usual spot and started making my breakfast.

"What's up with you?" LJ asked without turning.

"..." I took a bite.

I could feel him and Slendy watching me, expecting an answer I guess. I kept my head down. I was alone so I didn't need to speak with those who thought of me as a tool. The two slowly went back to what they were doing as the others came in. Jeff sat next to me on my left. Between BEN and I as usual.

"Hey." Jeff greeted.

"..."

"Well hello to you too..."

Slendy looked at the empty seat next to me then the clock. He didn't attempt to say anything about it though. Just as everyone was finishing up there was the sound of someone rushing down the stairs. Masky came rushing into the room.

"Late as usual." LJ commented, sipping his coffee. (He hits me as a black coffee drinker. Anyone else?)

"Why didn't you wake me?"

"..."

I could feel his glare. Too bad. Tool's broken. Now what? I stood when he sat on my right. I left what was left of my breakfast and headed back upstairs. I could hear the comments. 'what's up with him?' 'he seemed... different.' 'did something happen?' and many other comments as I left the area. Now back to my escape. I woke in the room that I had been pulled out of by the alarm clock.

"Welcome back."

I am not a tool here. There was a chuckle from the voice that understood me much more than anyone else I had ever met. I smiled under my dark mask. Here was the only place where I could be me. The only place I didn't have to act like everything was alright. The only place I didn't have to fool myself. I could just stay right here in this place. I didn't need the reality that hurt so much. I was a tool and nothing more out there. Here I was me.

The days wore on. Three weeks passed so quickly. Quickly and silently. I took to leaving the table whenever Jeff or Masky were there. I felt the empty space throb and ache with loneliness whenever they were around. It reminded me that they only thought of me as a tool and I was alone here. That no matter how many people I surrounded myself with I would always be alone. And I hated them for that. They revived the pain that had been dormant for a time. That voice was right. It was there fault I felt so much pain now. That voice was very confusing to say the very least. At some points it was yelling at me that I was wrong about this and others it was agreeing. But of late everything I said or thought was right. I felt so much pain because of those two using me all these years. They betrayed me and didn't even bother to jump in when I confessed. They let me fall by myself like always. Me always taking the blame for things they pushed and begged me into doing. Me falling for the three of us.

"Hoodie!" Masky raged as I exited.

I didn't slow however. I just kept walking like I always did. "..."

"Hey! What the Hell is going on?!" He grasped my shoulder to stop me.

I whipped around and shoved him off. Everyone was watching. However no one made a move.

"Don't. Touch. Me." I growled, acid dripping onto every word.

Masky was shocked just like everyone else at my tone. Honestly that made me feel pretty good. Masky blinked away his surprise and anger took its place.

"What is going on?" He demanded harshly. "You've been avoiding Jeff and I like we're the damned bubonic plague!"

"..." I turned and this time he made no move to stop me.

MASKY- I stood there. Shocked. What happened to my partner? We use to be so close. Now we were nothing. Separated by this cold veil that had descended upon us. I stood there for a minute. The others watching like they had the whole scene. I couldn't take the silence anymore. I exited the room. I had to know what was going on, but he wouldn't talk to me. It had been like this for how long now? I had lost count. All I knew was this started a long time ago. It couldn't have been a month because he still wasn't getting any missions. He just stayed in our room in the dark. I never went up there to bother him. He seemed to be going to bed pretty early however. When I came up there he was already asleep. My thought was that he was trying to get the days to pass by faster. What else could be going on? Maybe he was just getting stir crazy or something. He was stuck here, but something told me that wasn't it. However that didn't prevent me from hoping that once he could head out again he would be the same Hoodie that I use to know. We would be close friends again. We'd tag team every mission assigned to either of us to make them go faster then head back and do whatever. We'd have movie nights with everyone like we use to... It was kind of sad. The whole movie night thing kind of died among us proxy's ever since Hoodie... grew distant. He usually took care of it and picked out a few horror movies for us all to choose from. Now that weekly tradition was gone along with the Hoodie we all use to know.

"Hoodie?" I asked as I pushed the door to our room open.

He was in bed again. I stood in the doorway.

"I didn't come to fight and I didn't mean to snap at you back there. I guess that wasn't the best way to handle the situation, huh?..."

"..."

More of that intimidation silence. I fidgeted for a few seconds. After realizing he wasn't going to respond I spoke again. Maybe this wasn't part of the odd behavior he picked up. Maybe this was just him staying silent because he didn't know how to respond like before though I doubted it.

"I really don't know what's going on, but I don't like it. Maybe I could help you. Just telling me might help... Ignoring the situation isn't going to help anything you know. It's just going to hurt you more to stay silent. None of this is normal and it's scaring me. Please just talk to me... Please."

"..."

I sighed. "Fine. I can see you don't want to talk now. Just keep in mind that I'm still your friend and if you want to talk you can always talk to me."

I waited a moment to see if anything I said had made an impact. All I got was shift of positions and a 'go away' hand motion. I sighed and exited the dark room. That didn't go as I expected it to.

HOODIE- No. No just go away. Shut Up. It hurts.

"Fine. I can see you don't want to talk now. Just keep in mind that I'm still your friend and if you want to talk you can always talk to me."

I could feel the warm tears that had brimmed start to fall over. I needed to leave. I gave him a 'go away' hand motion and with a sigh he exited. I could hear his steps fade behind the once again closed door. After biting my lip for a few seconds I let the tears go. I buried my face in my pillow to muffle the sound. What was wrong with me? Why did it have to hurt so much to be around him? He was my best friend at one time and he eased the pain I tended to feel. He prevented the pain for two weeks at one point. Then it ended when he... lost himself to that alter ego thing Tim. Then I felt... lost myself. I was alone again. Now all he does is remind me of when I was alone. He's just a painful reminder and I hate him for it. I don't like hating him, but... I need to escape. I can't take this painful reality anymore...

"Welcome back."