Boo was helping out Philza. Since Philza seemed to NOT be in ANY condition to like, do actually work.

Boo thinks it's his fault, but he's not sure. And he doesn't know if Phil actually wants him there, but when Boo tries to leave, Philza Minecraft protests, so what's he gonna do? Just keep helping, just keep helping-

"Oh! There I go again, I caught myself this time Philza!" Boo cuts off his own humming, turning towards Phil as he lazily mined out the area they were clearing. Phil didn't respond, but Boo didn't expect him to. Phil had this look in his eyes that kinda said, 'I'm not paying attention'. But that's okay! Boo could keep himself entertained anyway, he was really funny.

"Did you know that yesterday I was with Tommy and he told me that if you stare at the prison for a super long time then it'll explode! It didn't actually explode, but I still thought it was funny, but wait! What if I didn't stare at it long enough? Maybe that's it. Though I don't really know how long I stared at it or anything, since one moment, it was Tommy next to me and the next Techno was there instead bringing me to the meeting." Boo rambled, quickly picking away at the ores and stones around them. He stopped though when he was met with silence.

Did Philza leave? Without telling him?

He slowly turned his head in Philza's direction, not understanding the fear that crept up his spine.

And Phil was there.

Phew…

But he wasn't… moving? Now that he thought about it, nothing was moving, not even the rocks about to fall into his inventory. He tried to grab them, but his hand fazed right through it.

"Philza?" Boo called out quietly, lip quivering.

He did NOT like this, not one bit.

"P-phil? W-what's going on?!" He yelled, things were starting to move again, but not how they were supposed to. It looked all swirly and dizzy and disorienting. He just wanted it to STOP.

Phil wasn't there anymore, the rocks weren't there anymore, everything was turning BLACK.

But, but! He didn't do the song and dance- he didn't do the little song and dance, HE DIDN'T! STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT NO! BOO WASN'T SUPPOSED TO DISAPPEAR YET.

STOP!

Drip.

Drip.

Drip…

Was that… water?

And someone, they were… crying?

Sizzle…

And it was hurting them.

Boo hesitantly opened his eyes.

He was floating in a misty and dark place, a thin layer of water encompassed the floor and it looked like it was drizzling lightly, but it wasn't affecting Boo. It was hurting someone else though.

In the middle of the mist, where the fog was clearer, there was a curled up form. It looked like the mist was coming from them, rising into the air into the area around them.

"H-hello?" Boo asked, his voice sounded like an echo, like he wasn't actually there. Just an echo.

The figure didn't move, so Boo tried to move closer to them. He successfully floated to the edge of the less foggy bit where the figure lay.

Oh.

OH.

It was him.

Or, alive him anyway.

Aliveboo.

And he was crying.

And the water was hurting him, and the mist was from him.

That's… sad.

Well anyways. "Oh! Hello alive-me! I uh, was wondering if you knew how to leave here. If possible. As nice as it is to see you I guess, but also, this place sucks, and when I disappear forever into nothing, I wanted it to be into nothing so, can I go back? Or are you the wrong person to ask or something."

Aliveboo shifted, breath catching and the room going silent other than the quiet drip, sizzle of water meeting enderman skin.

He looked up and OH his face was really… oof that was, not, a good look for him. It made him uncomfortable to see.

"L-... leave…" Aliveboo said, his voice grim and scratchy. There's no way that guy has been talking in a looong time. Plus time was different here, right? So he's probably been here for years or something when it's only actually been like, a week. Boo thinks anyway, his sense of time hasn't proven to be very good since death, not that it was any good while he was alive.

"Yeah, that's kind of what I'm trying to do actually. Like actually, yeah, that's what I'm trying to do." Boo said, as if it was obvious, cause it WAS.

Aliveboo just stared at him and UUUUHHH creepy. Boo did not want to dwell on how his face looked at all, but he couldn't help but register the white streak in Aliveboo's usually black half of hair. That's definitely not like before.

"I'll just, stay here then, but I'ma like, not be over here anymore. Over there, in your pain-mist, is a little more bearable." Boo pointed at the clouds of fog beyond him and floated towards them. He looked back and saw Aliveboo curl back up again, as if he thought he deserved the fate he was in. Hmmm, yeah Aliveboo was really melodramatic. How did anyone put up with him?

Well, maybe he'd leave if he just, kept floating until he reached the end of this limbo, which is what he assumed this was. Ranboo's limbo. Yeaaaah, if he didn't want to be revived before, he didn't want to be revived now. Living forever in this nightmare? Not what he envisioned eternal peace as.

So he floated, farther and farther from where Aliveboo rested. The light never dimmed and the mist never ceased. He hoped it didn't go on forever.

At least the water wasn't harming him. Gotta look on the bright side.

Maybe he could use this time to think. Sure, he didn't really need to think about anything. He had all of eternity anyway. But he might as well fill his time.

Phil, now that was a conundrum. He had no idea what was going through the old man's head. Boo was glad he could say the things Ranboo hadn't wanted to, but he didn't realize it would affect other people that much.

Philza so obviously cared about Ranboo, so why wasn't he glad that Boo was here? He was even better than Ranboo! All of Ranboo's shortcomings didn't exist anymore. Boo didn't worry about things and he didn't think badly of himself. And sure, he was still a pushover, but at least it wasn't cause he was anxious about everything and didn't want to disappoint anyone! No, Boo did what other people said because he didn't care, now he just did it because they wanted him to, and because he wanted to! Boo enjoyed helping out, and this time he wasn't afraid to be bothering them or anything.

So why was Phil acting like that? Why was Phil so upset?

Why didn't he want Boo?

Why did he hate him?

At least Tommy appreciated him. Even if he cringed or grimaced most of the time. And only when he looked at Boo. But that's okay! He's just not used to Boo, he's basically a stranger, since he's so different. But they'd be best friends soon! And then no one would want to leave Boo.

Boo would never be alone.

Kind of like he was right now…

The mist seemed to be getting thicker, he couldn't feel it, but it still felt suffocating.

He didn't want to be here anymore. He just wanted to be with Phil and Techno and Niki and Tommy and Tubbo and ANYONE. Just not here.

LET HIM GO BACK.

HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG!

JUST LET HIM GO BACK!

He opened his eyes.

And there was Phil.

Phil looked distraught.

"What's wrong Phil?" He asked.

Phil reached out, his hand shaking, his expression of relief and grief. "You're back…"

Boo was confused. Oh right! He had met Aliveboo, or, well, used to be alive, but is actually in limbo because he died-boo?

Phil brushed something hot and burning off of Boo's cheek.

He was crying?

He didn't notice.

"Yeah, I just saw Ranboo, it's okay. I'm okay." Boo said, getting up from the ground. They were still underground.

Phil's expression froze. "Ranboo?" The question was shaky and broken and full of emotion.

"Yeah! Um, he's not exactly, doing well… he actually kind of really scared me, but it's okay! The water didn't hurt me, only him." Boo explained, he didn't want to worry Phil.

Phil was crying again. Hooo boy, Boo said the wrong thing again, huh? Well, not much he could do about it now. At least Phil was here.

At least he wasn't there.