Avery ✧

*He watches Derek's face go slack, panic spiking before he notices the steady rise and fall of his chest.* Just resting. Okay. *He doesn't let go of his hand.*

D3rlord3 : ‘ .. Avery, whats in your inventory? ’

What?..

D3rlord3 : ‘ .. whats in your inventory. ’

Avery, what's in your inventory?

*Avery screams, flailing his arms as he falls. The void was cold and empty, and Avery's screams echoed throughout the entire platform. He hit the bottom, his body shattering into pieces. The items he was carrying were scattered across the void floor, and the flowers were slowly sinking into the void.*

*The silence is suddenly broken by a wet, wracking cough. Avery's body convulses with the force of it, and when he pulls his hand away from his mouth, it's smeared with red.*

your staying.*I approach very close so your on the edge of the platform.*

Yes.

you won't leave?