Hello.
New fanfic I hope to make my hobby. :)
Enjoy!
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'My name is Seth Flanders and my life is probably much more boring than yours, all I do is wake up eat work sleep repeat.
Have I been accustomed to it or was it always so cold and dark in my room that i no longer feel the warmth it used to have. Every day I come home from work looking forward to the activities I'd have in my home yet I'm still unsatisfied.'
Brushing off the feeling he then continued with his night routine and went to sleep not knowing the coming day would be the unexpected change he had always wanted.
Off to work as usual, he took the busy bus to work when he noticed all the civilians in the bus was wearing Halloween costumes and so he looked around to see what everyone was dressed up as. There'd be a variety of different horror movie characters to strangely enough, 'cosplayers'
He stopped his eyes at one particular figure all the way to the back staring into his eyes which made Seth freeze up a little. The man was wearing a black mask and cloak with golden highlight symbols on them. Although his outfit was eerie his sat position was undoubtedly weird with his legs over the other and his chin resting on his fist.
He pressed the red button on one of the metal bars he was holding onto as the next was stop for him. He turned around to face the strange figure he had made eye contact to just now but to have been met with him already a metre away from him. Weirdly enough it made Seth chuckle to himself as this was probably the weirdest moment he's ever had happen to him and so he confronted the strange man.
"Hello, sir i don't know what your problem is but if you wanted a friend or something then thats not how you would approach someone"
He was greeted with silence from the unordinary fella, even the people on the bus
'people'…
Seth looked around and noticed nobody was on the bus aswell as the driver and so his mind started to run rampant about not knowing what the fuck is going on until he looked back at the former
All he could see infront of him was himself. Not giving him time to think let alone speak but in an instance his vision went blank. He felt as though he was falling through a never ending hole with not a slither of lighting.
All he could think about was if he was going to die and so he tried to scream as is his human nature but no sound was made so he gave up and closed his eyes with tears forming, forming because he hadn't been able to live his life to the fullest, with regrets about everything and what he could've done with his time before.
'Is this really the end, but why. What have I done to deserve such abnormalities and suffering'
'I miss you dad, I'll see you soon'