Vector hates them, he hates them all, he doesn't care what he does anymore, he knows he has Yuma and Kotori tied up somewhere, he doesn't remember why or how but he doesn't care, he's just so fucking sad and fucked up, he's just so fucked up.
Vector is laughing and laughing as he enters the room, he's so fucked up, and he comes back to Kotori and Yuma glaring at him angrily. "Hey still here, cool!" Vector yells and he doesn't know why they're there, he doesn't know how they're there, are they even real? Or is Vector just so fucked up on meth to the point he can't tell?
Vector reaches out and rubs his hand across Yuma's face, it isn't the meth, it's okay, he's real, he's real and he can feel okay knowing that, he's just so fucked up right now. He digs his whole hand into Yuma's mouth; he can't tell if this is real still.
Vector sighs "What the fuck…?" he can't tell, he can't and he's freaking out, he starts clawing at his face, it hurts but he doesn't care. Vector's face is peeling off, Vector doesn't even care, he rips his whole face off, Yuma is crying because Vector is doing this, Vector doesn't fucking care.
Vector rips his whole fucking face off because goddamn Vector is just so intense. Yuma keeps crying, Yuma is crying forever and ever, he breaks down and tries to stop Vector but Vector just shoves his no face back on and he laughs so hard.
"HAHA I'm Vector…" Vector laughed and shoved himself into the mirror, he was going so hard, he can't stop, and he won't stop, he does not know how. He slams his face into the mirror and Vector laughing! Laughing so much is Vector! "Love you babe," Vector says to himself and falls down bleeding, Kotori and Yuma are screaming, nobody care.
Everything silent in house now… everything… Vector is gone, where did Vector go?