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He did it again. He messed up like he always did. It was hard to remember, but it had something to do with a blender. Everybody hated him. The town, his friends, even his own family. Their yells continued to ricochet inside his head.
"Worthless."
"Idiotic."
"A waste of air and space."
"Just go and die. Nobody would care."
That last one hurt the most, since it came from his brother and former best friend, Darwin. Did they all really hate him this much?
"They do, don't they?" Gumball said to himself. "I should just leave. It's not like anybody would stop me."
Gumball felt the feeling of warm tears fall down his cheeks as he looked back at Elmore. He had caused too much chaos for him to like himself anymore. He had nobody to talk to, to express his feelings and dispairs on the matters that were at hand.
"I wish I was somewhere I was able to talk to people again. Somewhere where somebody actually cared about me again."
Delta was alone. Nobody was left to talk to after becoming whole again in the vita-chamber. Eleanor was topside with the rescued little sisters. The only things left down here were splicers and the occasional big daddy.
He was all alone in these crumbling hall of despair.
But something caught his attention. A scream. This wasn't like a normal scream from some sort of splicer. That was a child's scream. Immediately pinpointing its origin, Delta began closing in as fast as he could, rattling the debris around him with his thunderous footsteps.