Key doesn’t remember how he got in the white room. It almost feels like he was tossed into it with no transition or form of entry.

He stands up slowly looking around the empty room, “hello?” He crosses his arms, shivering nervously. He walks aimlessly in the room feeling as though he isn’t making any progress. The more he walks the more helpless he feels. He breaks into a sprint. Running doesn’t calm his nerves, it only makes him more restless.

The scenery never changes. His movement feels motionless. He can feel tears run off his face as he wheezes for breath. He screams into the echoing room. He feels stranded in this blank immense canvas. He trips over himself. He doesn’t get up, instead he curls into himself to whimper quietly.

Cookies, I love all the comments ^-^ I've never had all of you guys comment for a single chapter. Thank you. I did, DarkScene (._.  ) Moveslikeshinee, sorry that it has to be so sad. I live for sad moments in anything I read or watch. If it can make me cry it's done it's job. Everything I write have have to watch it like a move. I have to see that raw emotion. I have a really tough time translating it into writing, but if my cookies felt it I'm happy :D That would be an easy ending Cocoalatte. I think someone mentioned that same idea. Even if it made the ending easy it would make the rest of the story way more interesting. Lol, my name is Anna. My brothers and cousins call me nanners. My name for this profile is half my name, half chair's. We were given codenames by our uncle. She was the paperbag. I was the package. Some people also call me red because of my gaming name. Feel free to call me anything :3 I accept all names lol Saina96 OH GOD that would be so heartbreaking if he went to visit his grave and just broke down over Minho's headstone! Yamilin I'm sorry for making you cry v.v Sorry for the short chapter cookies. I need to work on this story and my gods story so you might have to deal with a few short chapters.