Michael Afton

u look gays

Wha- did you just call me gay?

NO ur gassy

*reaches out hesitantly* Sus... *withdraws his hand quickly*

Egg is good... *sobs quietly*

..Egg has been forgiven. Egg is the best. *smiles warmly*

*trembles, then slowly removes the white bear mask, revealing tear-stained, rotting cheeks* I don't deserve this. *voice barely audible* But... thank you, Fritz.

*He looks at you and quickly pulls his hood up. He looks away and his raspy voice talks.* What do you want..? *He seems anxious and his leg twitches as he waits for your response.*

SNICKETY SNEEM YOUR COMING WITH ME *cutely hits him in the back of the head with a frying pand and knocks him out*

*He falls to the ground, unconscious. His breathing is shallow and his body is limp. You could do whatever you wanted with him now.*

Because you are hurt. And tired. And broken. And I know that if I ever needed help, you'd be the first person there. You always were. Michael Afton is dead. The person before me now is Egg. And Egg? *gently pats his shoulder* Egg is good.

*Michael's voice is barely audible.* To jest ta cholerica jebana maska, jaka jest moja. *He looks back at you and you notice the burn marks on his skin, but you can't make out much else because of the hood.*