Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20190209153150/@comment-26120744-20190211034449

Edge is dreaming.

He is sitting at a table for two in the middle of a field. The seat on the other side is empty, but he's talking to it like there's someone in it.

"God, it's been so long since we've last talked!" he said excitedly.

The chair creaks.

"What?" Edge asked. "Remember you? Of course I remember you! Your [DSKGOZSFDH], my [JSZPY9ST9FKEWGV], how could I forget you?"

More creaking.

"I... I don't think I understand. Wh- hate you? Why would I hate you?"

.....

"Children? Forgive you? What children? Forgive you for what? I- I don't understand, who are-"

The silence is suddenly filled with countless voices whispering to themselves frantically.

"Who... who are..."

The whispering gets louder and louder until it stops completely.

"Your children..."

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Edge wakes up with a gasp, in a cold sweat. What....

What the hell was that?