I looked around and gulped audibly. It was way to quiet. "Karkat? Sullox? Uh...Anyone?" I called out. Surely they would have heard me right? They had to be close. The soft scuff alerted me to someone stopping at the end of the hall. I turned, relived. "Oh! Finally someone is here." I said, smiling. I can't help but step towards the shape and he closer to me. As my eyes adjust to the dark I smile as the tolls identity is made clear. "Gamzee!" I cry, my feet picking up speed. It's Gamzee..he'll help me find the others, he is my friend after all. Then, without warning Gamzee turns from me and keeps walking, muttering to himself as he does. I start in surprise. "Gamzee! Gamzee wait!" I called after him. I see him stop and what he says next causes me to freeze.
"You should leave motherfucker. GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" I stare at him, frowning. "Gamzee..what's wrong, are uh, you okay?" I ask quietly, finally stepping towards him again. He turned towards me, an animalistic growl escaping his throat. "Don't say I didn't warn you. DON'T SAY I DIDN'T MOTHERFUCKING WARN YOU!" He shouted and I felt myself take a step back as he advanced in on me. "G...Gamzee?" I whimpered as my back hit the wall. I was trapped and alone with Gamzee. I notice the slashes down his face and for a moment worry over powered the fear. "What happened...are you...your face.." I said, my hand reaching out as he got close enough. He hissed as my fingers just brushed the indigo marks and I gasped and pulled away. He started to chuckle then, a dark and sinister sound in the silent hallway.
"Glad you worry about me Tav. BUT THAT WON'T HELP!" And suddenly he raised his clubs...Since when was he carrying those? I raised my arms in a weak attempt at defense before crying out. "Y..you wouldn't kill someone whose flushed to you, would you?" I asked and he froze.
"Flushed...for me? TAVBRO?"
I nodded slowly and for a second, just a fraction of time I saw him smile at me, just like normal. "I'm flushed for you too." He said and the. Without warning a sharp pain struck my head and I fell to the floor. Another blow connected and through my darkening eyesight I saw my own brown blood splattered around me. I looked up with what strength I had just in time to see the club come at me for one last blow and just in time to hear
"BUT IT'S TO MOTHERFUCKING LATE FOR FLUSHED FEELING!" And then everything was black and quiet.
I'm sorry Gamzee...sorry I didn't tell you before...Maybe I could have saved you...ill always be flushed for you...Gamzee.