@Motherdroid “D...dad.”
The mausoleum too of course , but mostly his dad.
He didn’t want her to let go so he just burrows his head in her shoulder sniffling some.
@Motherdroid And he’s immediately clinging to her , hiding his face in her side while sniffling slightly
“I...I’m scared mommy—“ He says shakily while closing his eyes.
@TEENAGEKRAKEN He just ,
Stayed quiet, clinging to him maybe a little too tightly, hiding his face in his side. Yeah he wasn’t okay right now , mind completely traumitized.
@ALivingCurse He shakes his head while clinging to him, sniffling some as a stray tear slips down the corner of his eye.
“P...please I.. I can’t do it any more .” He says in a whimper keeping himself curled in his arms.
@ALivingCurse He keeps his head against his heat , letting out a few whimpers as he curls against him, holding on to him tightly unable to .
“ h.. he was going to put me in the —
In there again. “ he says shakily.
He’s sobbing , he feels so alone, no one wants him here or loves him. It’s so h a r d , he’s just going to hold himself and cry in a corner until someone notices , which will be no one.
@UmbrellaInsane He slinks over to his corner in the Mausoleum, pulling his knees to his chest as the dead, the bad ones , begin to circle around him, anxiety building in his chest .
“D.. dad please !!” He shouts shakily, keeping his knees tight to his chest.
@UmbrellaInsane His gaze hues scan the room already beginning to hear that hissing sound ,
“Dad please!!” He yells trying to run back to the door to push it open , but of course he’s too little and it’s too heavy for him.
“Please let me out !!” He whimpers while sliding down the side of it.
@ITSJUST43 He sits Down on the bed while holding himself, biting his lower lip
“H..how are you gonna make me do it?” He asks meekly, is hands now fumbling in his lap, eyes darting over to one of the dead sitting next to him, soon scooting to the head board of the bed his eyes fogging over.
@UmbrellaInsane “I... it doesn’t help it makes it worse ,, no,no no no no, /please/ no daddy no !” He feels himself starting to cry now, crying mixed with his sheer panic as he’s trying to pry Reginald’s fingers off his shirt , his feet dragging behind himself as tears fall down his face.
@ALivingCurse He looks up at him , still resting his head against his shoulder.
“ I.. I was running from dad ,, some some how I ended up here. — I don’t know how .” He says in a whimper.