Toast POV- I couldn't do it. I couldn't bring myself to face Ghost. I couldn't bring myself to face him. I couldn't. I couldn't. I couldn't. I had locked myself in my room and I was pacing around in my room, bitting my bottom lip. I wanted to apologize. But I knew that ghost would get even more mad at me. I just couldn't. Ugh. . . . . I just wish I had never spoken back to him. I wish I wasn't a failure to everyone that came into my life or got close to me. I know I failed Gavin when I was younger. I let him fall, I let go of him over my smallest fear.

I wish I could make my mum proud. I wish I could convince my father to come back. . . . . . . . Ugh. . . . I don't know how much longer I can keep a smile or cheerful personality on me. I stand in silence in my room, then I hear a knock on my door. I pause, looking at the door. "Who is it." I asked, choking on a few of my words. There wasn't an answer. I wipe some of the tears from my eyes and approach the door. The knocking continues. That makes me fishy, I pull out my gun, hiding it behind my back with one hand. Then I go and open the door. 

I expect something to jump out at me. But no one is standing at my door. I go ahead and slowly exit my room, closing the door behind me. I look down both sides of the hall. I see someone standing at the end of the hall on my right. Then they sprint away from me. An intruder! I go and give chase to them. This was gonna be easy——————y-——————y—————y——

I'm cold.

I gone out cold.

What hit me?

Did I scream?

I feel some weird liquid.

I'm afraid.

Did.... . . . . Did I black out?

I. . . . . Can't see. . 

Where am I?

My head hurts.

My ribs hurt. 

Was I shot?

Was I stabbed?

What happened?

Who attacked me? 

Was I even attacked?

Did I pass out? O-Or something?

Hello?

Anyone there?

Someone?

.....please.....help me..

All I can hear are voices. 

Their..... . Their telling me something . . . 

Don't give up.

That's what their saying. . . 

Don't give in. 

Don't let go.

Keep trying.

That's what their saying to me.

I gotta wake up.

Wake up. . 

Wake up. . 

Wake up, wake up, wake up!

I felt a sharp pain in my side, then I push myself up, wincing in pain. I open my eyes with a slight struggle. I crawl over to a wall, sitting up with my back against the wall. What happened? All I saw was that I was in one of P.I.E's halls. But, everything was dark. Where was I? All I could say this time was. . . . . I wasn't where I started. I held my side because it hurt so much. I look down at my side, seeing blood. "Wh-What the..." I didn't know how that happened.

All I knew was, that I wasn't where I started and I needed to get out of this place. I go and take a cloth from inside my fany pack and wrap my side. Then I stand up using the wall to keep my balance. I look around, then out a window. And what I saw, horrified me. . . . . . . Nothing was the same. No green grass, no beautiful sky's, no bright and shinning sun. Nothing. It was a waste land and junk yard of old and rotting buildings.