WELCOME TO BLACK SPACEWHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

...Lunar….that was their name...

Lunar slowly sat themselves up. The room they found themselves in was strange...but familiar all at the same time. Taking a look around, Lunar saw everything, but at the same time nothing. It was hard to explain, but the world looked like it was in the middle of forming itself. Bits and pieces of randomness floated around and littered the place like thrown away trash.

But one thing caught their eye, a door. It was the one thing--the one normal thing--that stood out among the other bits of randomness. Approaching with a hint of caution, Lunar opened the door to a blinding light just beyond it.

As their eyes adjusted, Lunar saw what the door opened too. It was a white room--WHITE SPACE-- which had next to nothing in it, at least compared to BLACK SPACE, that is. A computer, a blanket, a tissue box, a cat, and Omori standing under a black light bulb.

Lunar had to do a double take at the presence of the black-and-white boy. How they knew Omori's name, Lunar didn't know. But they did know that Omori was his name, and that he gave off strange vibes.

Omori knew Lunar was there, his unusually straight face just staring them in theirs. Done with the awkward stare contest, Lunar made their way over to Omori, but with every step forward, Lunar's head felt like it was about to split open.

Like his brain tried to do something, but it ran face first into a brick wall. They really weren't starting to like this place.

"Who are you?"

"...I am...Lunar."

"What are you doing here...Lunar?"

"I...don't remember."

"...good."

Before Lunar could react, Omori ran and stabbed them in their gut. Waking up in BLACK SPACE, Lunar didn't do anything besides sit there dumbfounded. After a minute, they felt a great swell in their heart, that they could only Express as one emotion.

Annoyance.

"Well that was rude."

Not taking a moment longer, Lunar made their way back to White Space. They opened the strange door, this time putting them closer to Omori, but as soon as they stepped through, Omori stabbed them in the gut, no hesitation.

Waking up back in BLACK SPACE a second time, Lunar felt their veins nearly burst as another emotion bubbled up.

Anger.

"Okay, what the fuck."

Once again, Lunar made their way back to WHITE SPACE, making sure to watch out for the black-and-white boy. They didn't see him coming from the back however, and woke up in BLACK SPACE, a third time.

Starting to get really pissed at the black-and-white child, Lunar made their way to WHITE SPACE, intent on finding a way out of wherever they were.

This whole process repeated itself for about twenty times.

On the twenty first try, Omori just stopped stabbing him and instead chose to block the door. Lunar wasn't having it though, and just walked right through the barricades, leaving a Lunar shaped hole in them. He and Omori then just stared at each other for a minute.

"...it took a long time making and moving those desks."

"I don't care."

"That's fair."

"..."

"..."

"Can you please leave now."

"Golly, I wonder what I've been trying to do so far!"

"You know I can just stab you again, right?"

"And I'll just walk back on through the door. We can do this all day."

"I'd prefer not. I have a friend coming to visit."

"I still don't care. Just tell me what I'm doing here."

"I don't know. I just know that you're not supposed to be here."

Lunar doesn't even care as Omori goes and stabs him in the stomach again. He just looks him dead in the eye, as he starts to fade back to BLACK SPACE.

"I hate you. I just fucking despise you."

"..."

Lunar could've sworn he saw a smug look in Omoris eyes. If he had a pillow, he would have thrown it against a wall. If he had walls, that is. So he settled just yelling into BLACK SPACE, before walking back to WHITE SPACE. This time, Omori didn't kill him on sight, mainly because his attention was taken up by a new figure in WHITE SPACE.

"It's good to see you Omoriboy! How's it been?"

"..."

"Just love to talk, don't ya?"

"Oh yeah, he just doesn't know when to shut up."

The new girl turned on her heels, and Lunar got a good look at her now. Her face was a lone question mark above a smile, and she had tentacles sticking out the sides of her head. In terms of clothes, she wore simple panties and a crop top, and nothing else. Lunar now understood why Omori didn't want him here.

"Oh hi there! I'm Abbi! I'm Omori's and Dreamers imaginary friend!"

"...so that's why the tissues are next to that computer."

Omori nearly tackled Lunar, knife in hand, had Abbi not held him back. Despite no blush or any show of embarrassment being visible, the look in Omori's eyes showed a threat of a slow death.

"Woah there Omoriboy! No need for the stabby! Let's just talk!"

"...I don't like him."

"You really are a twelve year old, aren't you?"

"...hmph."

"What's wrong...uh...sorry I didn't get your name."

"Oh, my name right now is Lunar. And I want to get out of here, but I don't know how."

"Oh, just wake up."

"Thats crazy, why haven't I thought of that? Look, I have woken up, but I just go back to BLACK SPACE, everytime."

"No, I don't mean stab yourself. I mean, wake up. Try doing it in white space, that's what Dreamer does."

"Um...okay. By the way, who's Dreamer?"

"Well, you might meet him IRL, so it couldn't hurt to learn his name, I guess. His name is Sunny, Sunny Hikoma."

"Ok, good to know. If I meet him, I'll let him know that his friend Omori's an asshole."

"Grrrr"

"Calm down Omori. And please don't tell him about Omori. He can't know yet."

"Why not?"

"Omori's purpose hasn't fully been realized yet. And telling Sunny that he has a stab crazy version of himself in his head, might mess him up just a bit."

"...stupid."

"I'm not above beating up a twelve-year old."

"Just leave."

"Gladly."

Lunar walked a bit away, and sat in the middle of WHITE SPACE. Taking a moment to figure out what he was supposed to do, he laid himself down and stared at the endless ceiling of WHITE SPACE.

They just laid there for a minute, trying to wake themselves up any way they could. They pinched themselves, got the cat (Mewo, as Abbi called him) to scratch their legs, and even splashed some cold water on their face. Nothing seemed to be working though, so Lunar resigned to just petting Mewo as they and Omori had a stare down.

The black-and-white boy appeared to dislike how Lunar was caressing his pet Mewo, himself trying to wordlessly call the cat to himself. Mewo was asleep though, so his efforts were for naught, and an air of defeat washed over Omori as he realized his cat wouldn't come to him. Abbi was there to comfort him though, however much that was worth.

"...cat..." was

"Come on Omoriboy, don't worry about it! As soon as Lunar finds a way out, you can have Mewo back!"

"...Mewo."

A thought seemed to spring forth from Omori's head, as he leapt from the floor and dashed over to Lunar. Lunar for his part, didn't really react much, besides putting Mewo on the ground. He figured that Omori would want his cat back, and he seemed to love stabbing him, so of course the two would match.

So he wasn't expecting Omori to simply hand him the steak knife. Lunar stared at the weapon in his hand, while Omori picked up Mewo and went back over to Abbi.

"W-why did you give this to me?"

"...leave..."

"I thought we already established getting stabbed in the stomach did nothing."

Omori chose to whisper into Abbi's (ear?), instead of responding, and Lunar just held Mewo even tighter. But not too tight, didn't want to wake him after all.

"I think what Omori wants you to do is stab yourself in the stomach."

"Really? How's that work?"

"You're a lot more chill with the idea than I thought you'd be."

"I've already been stabbed a few times. Besides this is a dream, I ain't scared."

"Well...he hasn't tested this out yet, but maybe--okay, enough whisper in my ear Omoriboy. Look, do the stabby, wake up. Got it, good. It's a dream, don't expect all of it to make sense."

"You got me there. Welp, let's try this out. See you guys later, how soon depends on if this works."

With some hesitation, Lunar pressed the tip of the knife to his stomach, and drove it inwards. A searing pain went all throughout Lunars being, as he fell to his knees. The pain lasted only for a moment though, as when he closed his eyes, he woke up.

Shooting up off of the floor, Lunar noticed something rather odd. They were inside a closet, and were currently being suffocated via several jackets and sweater vests. Hearing movement to the right, Lunar made their way to what they figured was the door, but tripped on a shoe.

The door either gave way, or someone opened it at that time, but the result was the same either way as Lunar fell right out onto the ground. They heard voices all around them, but couldnt see anything, so they got quite a scare when they heard,

"Sunny! We found a pervert in your closet!"

A faint "Wait, what!?" could be heard from somewhere beyond the bedroom door, and Lunar just realised their head had somehow gotten stuck in a sweater vest. And the moment they got their head out of the sweater vest, the door was slammed open.

The first thing Lunar saw when they got the vest off their face, was an eggplant stuffy as someone slapped them in the face with it. Some twelve year old just kept beating them on the head with the stuffed eggplant. And while they didn't exactly hurt, besides the first hit, the hits were enough to keep their head down on the ground.

"What happened Kel?"

"I was just grabbing Sunny's violin, when next thing I know, BAM, this kid falls out the closet!"

"Did they do anything to you?"

"No, s'just been wiggling on the floor for a while now..."

"Pervert, pervert, pervert!"

"...and Aubrey's kinda beating 'em up right now."

"Yeah Aubrey, I think you can stop that now. I think the kid's learned their lesson."

The girl, now named Aubrey, finally stopped wailing on poor Lunars head. But not before giving one last good headbutt as they tried to get up. This sent them back onto the ground, in prime position to be sat on, which Kel decided to act on.

"K-Kel, I don't think you should sit on the p-pervert."

"Don't worry about it Basil! I've got my ball, and Aubrey's ready to beat 'em with Mr. Plantegg, what's the perv gonna do?"

"...I-I'm not a perv-vert…"

"Kel, get off. I want to talk to them."

"But Mari-"

"Just listen Kel."

"Fine, fine."

Feeling the weight of a twelve year old get lifted off their shoulders, Lunar finally got up off the ground. The room Lunar found themselves in seemed pretty plain, but they couldn't get much of anything else, before coming face to face with who they presumed was the girl named Mari.

Well, face to face is more of an exaggeration, as they were about a foot shorter than her. She looked to be about 16 or something, rather pretty too, but the look Lunar got from another boy just behind her told them to keep their eyes somewhere else.

"Now, may I ask why you were in my closet?"

"Uh…"

"Answer her you pervert!"

"Oh my god, shut up you dumb eggplant! I'm not a pervert!"

The other girl, presumably Aubrey, cowered behind, presumably Basil. The boy looked about as scared as her though, so Lunar found the scene pretty funny. As a laugh tried to come out of their throat, however, Lunar found themselves incredibly parched.

And as if the gods were smiling down on Lunar right at that moment, they found the perfect refreshment. And a messenger came into the room, carrying it themselves.

"here's your Orange Joe, Kel."

"Oh thanks Sunny!"

"Gross! That stuff's nasty!"

"Shut up Aubrey!"

Just before the bottle could even be opened by the boy's hands, Lunar ran and grabbed it from his hands. They held the bottle close as they ran out the room as fast as they could.

Shouts of confusion rang out from all parties except for Sunny and Kel, the latter choosing to chase after the "pervert" who'd stolen his precious Orange Joe.

"Hey, get back here with that!"

But as if teleporting through the doorway, Lunar was found at the bottom of the stairs. The bottle of Orange Joe was already halfway finished and a look of satisfaction was plastered on their face.

Kel yelled out in indignation, saddened that his Orange Joe had been lost to another, before Sunny reminded him that they had more in the fridge. Satisfied with the one bottle, Lunar didn't chase after the other Orange Joe lover, and instead stared at the fourth boy he'd seen today.

Sunny looked exactly like Omori, which would have unnerved Lunar, had this boy not been chugging on his own Orange Joe. When he caught them staring, Sunny made sure to cover their Orange Joe out of sight. But Lunars attention was once again grabbed by something else, Mewo.

This time getting a shout of indignation from both Mari and Sunny, Lunar went and grabbed for the cat. Mewo didn't seem to mind the new child just petting him, but Mari certainly tried to get Lunar to give him up. They just ran into the next room and hid in corner, not willing to let the cat go.

After huddling up in a corner while petting Mewo, Lunar decided that they should start addressing the group of kids watching them. They had to wipe a bit of drool from their mouth at the sight of Kel drinking another Orange Joe, which Basil seemed to get something close to mad at. But that wasn't of any priority to Lunar at the moment.

Lunar sat up and looked at the first person who came to mind, which was Sunny, in the eyes, before addressing him.

"What's up, Dreamer? Abbie says hi. And tell Omori to behave himself."

The visage of Omori and Abbi popped into Lunars peripheral, the latter waving enthusiastically while holding her Mewo, while Omori gave them the stick eye.

"I hate you."

"Feelings mutual."