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Cassian jerks awake slightly. He suddenly stops moving. His eyes glowing in the dark slightly from the way the light reflected off the mud. Footsteps… He heard footsteps outside the deep cave he was hiding in and he froze. Oh no… @Canada Lover @The Honorable One

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IMPORTANT MESSAGE A exact replica of Anansi's voice comes over the speaker. Its nearly perfect, you can't tell its AI. "Hello! Hello! Hello! Just thought it time to make you all aware." Suddenly their pins drop off, every single one. "That your pins have fallen, in case you didn't see. Have fun with my new animal friends!" He cuts away.

He sits, forced to stare at it play on repeat over and over. His heart breaks every time till it is shattered into pieces. He starts to hear whispers coming from all sides of the room. “I made something for you Daddy…” “You’re the best Daddy in the whole wide world!” “I miss you Daddy!” His giggle flutters around the room like a ruffling of leaves. The white room fades slightly around him, an image appearing out of the corner of his eye. “This is all your fault Anansi…” The figure hisses, leaning towards his ear. “How could you Anansi…” Another jumps. “How will he ever forgive you…” They hiss from many directions, suddenly their images appear. Ghostly figures of his brothers. They stand several feet back, creeping like monsters. They crouch down, stomping in sync in a circle. All your fault… you broke his heart… he can’t possibly love you… They slowly start to get closer, their blurry ghost like figures crawling even closer, moving step by step. They put one foot directly in front of the other, they start to snap suddenly. They all snap perfectly in sync, getting closer. Their stomping matches their snaps, they start moving counterclockwise when suddenly more people come out of the blur of the white, coming into focus. Many dead tributes from years past all line up behind the brothers and they in sync start moving around the circle clockwise. Then a voice rises up, as if singing. "You thought us mere pawns, lost in your dark dream," Another steps forward. "But now we haunt you, a relentless scream" Several speak together next. "You pulled the strings, played the cruel hand," Everyone suddenly takes a step forward, stomping louder, each raising up their voices. "Now your reckoning comes at our command." They suddenly switch directions, the people on the outside moving to the inner circle and changing direction and the inner like it but the opposite way. His four brothers step forward. They all look a lot like him, each one of them was killed. One by a mining accident. One by a peacekeeper. One by starvation. And one by The Games. They slide up next to his chair, the youngest leaning on his knee, the next on his armrest, the other on his shoulder, and the eldest down on his knees. The youngest speaks first. "In these dark, coal-stained depths, my brother, we're bound, Blame echoes like a miner's dirge, deep underground." The next follows after. "Brother's treachery, in shadows, I met my doom, The peacekeeper's bullet, sealed my impending tomb." The other singing next. "Brother's greed, your selfish feast unwound, Starved to bones, 'neath darkened ground." The eldest holding up his hands in a mocking plea. "You hissed in glee as I faced that cruel night, Dear brother, now hiss as I haunt you with spite." He grabs ahold of Anansi's hand, pleading with him, on his knees begging as if his life depended on it. "Your life will be taken by the same woman who took mine." All four speak in sync with wide maniacal grins on their faces. "Pitiful Anansi. Oh whatever will he do. Just send his son in there with us too." They all burst into laughter, snapping as they start stepping back. "Join us Anansi. This is where you belong. You can try to escape, but you won't last long." They fade away and his vision blurs as he stares out at the screen showing his son's death on repeat. "Forgive me..." He whispers, tears dripping down his face as he closes his eyes and passes out in the chair from the overwhelming stress.

Anansi just stares at the floor for hours. His mind is neither full nor blank. He is simply… thoughtless. All except for that little tune playing in his ears, like a calling whisper just beyond his reach. Daddy! Daddy! I love my Daddy! My Daddy! My Daddy! He brought us all here! My Daddy! My Daddy! He brought our doom and tears! My Daddy! My Daddy! Bringer of our demise! My Daddy! My Daddy! To join us is no surprise! His entire body has gone cold. He doesn’t even dare move or try to leave, it would be no use. Eddie would never allow it, but… maybe if… He slowly gets up and reaches over to the door handle, seeing if it will turn. When it doesn’t twist and holds firm he sits back down on the bed. What a horrible day to be alive…

“No…” he whispers. “No… it’s not true…” His voice then turns to maniacal laughter. “You would never dooooo thaaaat. This is all one big fancy prank! One giant joke! You big jokester!”

He shakes his head, trying to clear it. He breathes heavily, hyperventilating. "Where am I- where is Cassian-" He leans forward, he knows the answer, but maybe it was all just a silly little dream. @Edema Rue

Important Story Continuation Anansi's eyes flutter open, he groans. His entire body is riddled with searing pain. Where am I? It all suddenly comes flooding back to him. His son. The Games. Everything. He shivers with horror. He nearly jumps as he sees something. A dry rope is tying his two hands together. Elan is tugging at the other end of the rope, dragging him, step by painful step. Come on... we've got places to be... He feels a voice ring through his brain. Cassian's. His little giggle fading in and out of the fog that threatens to consume them whole. Come on daddy... just keep going... His giggle flows in and out of him, sending a cold chill down his spine. He keeps stepping forward and bumps into Elan who has stopped in a grassy field. Come join us! His innocent little laugh whispers into his ear as if right beside him. He looks around Elan to see Eddie with a shovel, pulling up the ground carefully. Aren't you excited! I stumble forward, suddenly jolted forward by the rope. He pulls me in front of two graves. Elowen Ann Bonswear One reads, and the other reads a similar name. Cassian Vincent Bonswear His laughter echos with the sound of jingling bells behind him. He whips his head around. Daddy! Daddy! I love my Daddy! He sings, dancing around in the fog. Anansi looks down at where Eddie is digging and sees something that fills him with unimaginable fear. Anansi Matthias Bonswear He feels a creeping and crawling move up every bone in his back tauntingly. My Daddy! My Daddy! He brought us all here! My Daddy! My Daddy! He brought our doom and tears! He sings, moving in circles, getting faster and faster. His ghost like figure starts to turn into a blur, the whole world whirling. My Daddy! My Daddy! Bringer of our demise! My Daddy! My Daddy! To join us is no suprise! Anansi lets out a horrible room shaking scream, he screams awake from the dream. @Ancient Elantrian @Edema Rue

He doesn't move his hand so as not to make too much noise, but just ever so slightly moves his head to lean on the ghostly hand. It was somehow comforting. Cassian knew who he was. He knew three things. His father loves him. His father is not a liar. And he is a Bonswear. Not a son of any Eddie, Elan, or rotten liar. Nobody could change that.

A light, very slow, breathing comes from deep in a cave. drip. drip. drip. The water drips from the ceiling down into the puddle. At the very back, covered and sand and mud, a pair of eyes glow. Completely invisible to nearly anyone. He keeps his breathing shallow and quiet so as to not attract the gamemakers. Nobody bests a Bonswear.

I haven't posted here in a while, and I thought it was time. Today I found out that I didn't even place in the top 5 for a writing contest I submitted to. (50-80 submissions) I spent a long time writing my submission and fell in love with it. I submitted it back in June and I have been so excited for the last few months to find out. I've shown my family and my friends and they all loved it so much. I can't say I'm fine because I'm not, but I'm really proud of this. Even if its not good, I'm proud of it. It means I am one step closer to getting better. Some of you may know this character, some may not, but I hope you like it. So here it is. The best thing I have probably ever written. Hope you like it. @Thaidakar the Ghostblood - Credits for Marc Take Me Home

@The Honorable One

Imagine what the next ones going to be like.

When people quote me its the funniest thing ever because I say some craaaazzzzy stuff man. Literally me today, not even joking, my friends put this down on our quote list. “Jesus rats, walking on water rats,” - r

Its only 5 pages in buddy.... we hadn't even warmed up to each other yet

WELL IF SOMEONE BONDS MULTIPLE SPREN ILL KILL THEM It’s simple!! - @Edema Rue Eddie is the overly-and-kinda-creepily-optimistic-one-like-Effie-Trinket-But-As-A-GM - @Ancient Elantrian Yes I’m so glad! I was worried you’d just dropped off the face of the earth. - @Edema Rue No one's dyingggggggg D: D: D: D: - @Edema Rue Oh storming blood and bloody ashes. What the light are we scudding doing? I love this. - @Edema Rue Panda you storming amazing human I love you - @Edema Rue SUFFER DIE DIE DIE YES YOU DIE NOW HA HAAAA and I’m sure it’s healthy - @Edema Rue *Five pages into the Gamemaker PM*

Amel McSassy-Rude, of course. - @Thaidakar the Ghostblood

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