Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30744559-20190323172117/@comment-27344811-20190324160522

And somebody new is here. Somewhere.

He seems to be... crying? Handonhis forehead, kneltdown, grasping something around where his heart is. This is Lewis.

He’s dead.

And he probably just killed his best friend for no good reason.

He fought he knew. He just thought he was scared, and he was! Not because of “the guy i killed came back to kill me”, but “there’s some ghost who wants me dead for some reason.”

As soon as Arthur muttered his name, and that look of betrayal,Lewis had known. He... he didn’t know. He didn’t know. Why didn’t he know it was him? Why couldn’t Vivi recognize him??