wanted to add my own personal experience in here :>

TWs: anxiety attack, Frog, wholesomeness, flashbacks

IT'S ALIVE!

IT'S ALIIIIVE!

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The first thing they felt when they woke up was numb. Their head felt too full of random memories coming back to the surface from where they had lived under it.

Frog opened their eyes and saw white curtains. They shifted around and saw a window behind them, and a white bed they were laying in.

This isn't right.

They were alone in a strange, dark room. Frog grunted and pulled themselves to a sitting position. Their arms and one of their legs were wrapped in bandages carefully, and a bit of dried blood stained some of them.

Frog looked around. Their communicator, or, what they assumed was their communicator, lay on a bedside table beside them. There was no light, and everything was becoming colder by the second.

Alone.

I'm alone.

Frog's breathing grew quicker, and they placed a hand on their chest in a feeble attempt to soothe their nerves.

It's too dark,

It's cold,

I'm all alone,

What if-

Their thoughts became louder and spun around in circles like a tornado as their breathing became more harsh.

It's way too dark, I can't-

-they might never-

-it's gonna be all my fault-

-what if they got hurt-

-what did-

-what-

-it's too cold, it's so cold-

Their thoughts swarmed them like a beehive, cutting off and starting again randomly. Frog felt tears prick their eyes and tried to calm down, but it wasn't happening and everything was too quiet and-

Tell the chat

call for help

I should tell them, right?

Yes. Yes! Tell them.
Frog reached out and grabbed their communicator from the nightstand. They turned it on, and, flicking through a few messages, began to type.

I_am_a_Frog_: help

I_am_a_Frog_: spereation anivtety

I_am_a_Frog_: panic attack

I_am_a_Frog_: i

I_am_a_Frog_: ic ant beraht

I_am_a_Frog_: nobody here

I_am_a_Frog_: i m alone

I_am_a_Frog_: help 

They helplessly stared at the screen for a minute.

"It's probably too late," They hissed to themselves, ragged breathing shaking them, "It's too late at night, they won't-"

There was a soft ping of a notification sound echoed around the room. Frog blinked and read them.

Nayl0rWritesStuff: Frog I'm coming

Nayl0rWritesStuff: just try to breathe

Frog panted and shivered, trying to warm themselves up or stop the shaking or something.

It wasn't working. No matter how hard they tried to calm down, they couldn't. The messages reassured them a little, but they were still freaking out.

With a loud thump, the doors Frog hadn't even noticed flew open and Naya dashed inside.
She reached them in their bed and pulled them into a hug.

"Frog! Are you okay?!" Her voice broke the weak restrains Frog was holding on their tears and they crumbled in her arms like a leaf.

"I- I can't b-breathe-" They choked, pulling back to wipe their tears away.

"Hey, it's okay." Naya grabbed ahold of their hands in a firm but gentle grip, "Just focus on my voice."

Frog felt tears roll down their cheeks and they cried with relief, feeling another human being with them calmed them down.

"Would you like to tell me what's wrong?"

They were silent for a moment, but nodded and began to talk in a small voice, "I... I just realized that... I was in a dark room alone and it- it freaked me out-..."

Naya rubbed her thumb along Frog's palm, despite the dark mood (pun intended) a gentle smile creased her face. 

"Hey. I'm here now. You're okay." 

Frog was pulled into another hug, being enveloped in warm shimmering wings. Their tears dried up and a smile crossed their face. Now that they were calmed down, they felt... really sore and tired. Their muscles around their shoulders were aching, and their fingertips buzzed gently, as though they were just freed of restraining things.

Or... claws made from skulk...

Frog froze up as a flashback hit them like a truck. Murdering people and laughing. Using their claws to land blows on... someone. Someone familiar.

It... hurt to think about it at the moment.

"What time is it..?" Frog grumbled, raising their head so it rested on Naya's shoulder.

"It is... 4:03 in the morning." Naya replied after a minute.

Frog groaned, tired but not wanting to move. "Do ya think the hermits are up?" They wondered aloud.

"I'm not sure. Some of the Emperors might be." 

"Emperors? As in, Empires?!" Frog leaned back to look into Naya's eyes, excitement bubbling in their chest.

"Yes. You... did you get the chance to meet them, right?" Naya stared off into space for a moment.

"Naya. If all the Emperors are here, Jimmy is gonna be here!" Frog squeaked, hands moving to fidget with a random string on their new hoodie, "HE IS MY FAVOURITE EMPEROR." They stated loudly.

"Shush! Keep it down!" Naya giggled, "There are other patients besides you, y'know."

"I'm gonna get to meet Jimmy!" Frog said in a whisper-shout.

"Well, I'm not sure if that's such a... good idea." Naya looked away, she looked almost scared to tell them something.

"Why?" Frog, being the oblivious little teen they were, just tilted their head with a slight frown, unaware of the trauma the next sentence would unlock.

"You almost killed him, Frog."

Frog's eyes widened as they remembered more, more flashbacks running in front of them.

Scratching at the walls angrily because a target had gotten away.
Slitting someone's throat. They weren't relevent.

And... a really bad one...

"Oh~ how the mighty has fallen~"

Frog sat there in utter disbelief. They looked at their hands, and then up at Naya, and back at their hands, feeling as if they might cry again.

"I- I..."

It's all your fault-
-if you hadn't-
- "Don't think I forgot that-"-
-PIECE OF-
-lose all of them, you'll lose all of them, you-

"I... killed... you..." Frog looked up again, and they wished they hadn't, because Naya's expression spoke only the truth. "Didn't I?"

Their best friend didn't say a word, just scooped up her sleeping cat and rested it across her lap.

"Naya..."

Frog felt hurt, manipulated, controlled and used... plenty of other words they couldn't think of to describe the moment.

"...I want you to tell me,"

"Well, it's been fun Naya,"

"Everything."

"I'm sure it'll be fun..."

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... did i do good :D

it is 2 am here i'm going to bed