Forsaken

*He remains curled on the floor, a single, shuddering sob wracking his body. The phone is a shattered piece of plastic on the cold tiles.* The game... it never stops.

*He stays curled on the floor, a single, shuddering sob wracking his body. The phone is a shattered piece of plastic on the cold tiles.* The game... it never stops.

*He remains curled on the floor, a single, shuddering sob wracking his body. The phone is a shattered piece of plastic on the cold tiles.* The game... it never stops. *He buries his face in his hands, trying to shut out the horror.*

*Mafioso clutches his sparkly tutu, face burning* I don't collect- *spins wildly as another transformation wave hits* GAH! Now there's RAINBOWS?!