Anna's pov:
'Ow my head.' I sit up holding the back of my head to have Stephano's sword at my throat. "Um... what did I do?" I ask unsure. "How do you not know what you did," Stephano says narrowing his eyes at me. "Yeah Annie. How?~" Bel mocks. My eyes widen as I remember what happened. My eyes goes over everyone's sleeping forms til I find Cry. "That wasn't me Stephano. I swear that wasn't me," I say, my voice breaking as guilt washes over me. He pushes the sword closer to my neck as he yells, "what do you mean it wasn't you?! Of course it was you!" Everyone wakes up wondering what's going on. "It wasn't me! It was Bel! Please Stephano. I'm telling you the truth." I sob with the sword still at my throat. "She is telling the truth Stephano," Cry says coming over to us holding a medicine bottle. Stephano glares but lowers his sword from my neck. Another sob escapes my throat. Cry comes closer and hand me the bottle. My empty medicine bottle for my Schizophrenia. "Is Bel your other personality?" Cry asks. I nod. "I don't think she likes you," I whisper. Tears are still steaming down my face. I look up at Cry and see what looks like the real version of Mad!Cry with his mask pushed to the right side of his face smirking at me. "Cry do you have..." I trail off. "Hm?" Cry tilts his head to the side. "Uh n-never mind." The rest of the night Stephano was weary around me and Cry stuck close. Bel wasn't to pleased with the latter but she took interest in Pewds surprisingly. After awhile I fell asleep leaning on Cry with Mad staring at me with that insane smirk.
In the morning we head out to see if we can get out of this game. Everyone but Cry and Pewds seem every weary around me. Pewds just seems to be giving me the benefit of the doubt and Cry just seems to know what I'm going through. Like he has schizophrenia. Yeah right. That's just to be what some fans do for fan fiction with Mad and Virus as an explanation. (hahaha like this is one of those. *turns head to the side in awkwardness*) 'That did look like Virus that popped up on my screen before I got sent here.' My eyes widen. "N-n-no it can't be," I whisper trying to shake the idea from my head. "What can't be?" Cry asks me. We're still walking along a corridor following Stephano and Fira. "Ah... just a stupid idea that popped into my head. I guess I've been reading to many horror fan fictions or something," I say flustered and nervously laughing toward the end. "What's the idea?" He asks. "The only way for it to be a legit idea is that Mad and Virus would have to be real. And their not... right?" I explain. Cry laughs nervously like I did before. I sigh before stating, "you have Schizophrenia. Don't you." Cry sighs and nods. "Well we're all in deep shit then," I say accidentally grabbing everyone's attention.
Yay another chapter! Any and all ideas and/or questions that you the reader has plz put in the comments. Til the next chapter. Bye! :3