Tony's POV:
I rocked back and forth. Hiding behind the bookshelf because I was too afraid of coming out.
I wasn't afraid of Aster. I was afraid of the voices.
They wer taking over.
I couldn't let them take over.
But... they were so strong.
And I was so weak.
Evil things...
Nothing but evil things...
Living in my head.
It's not fair. It's not fair...
I tried to drown them out. Think of pleasent things. Pleasent things... No... Why... Why wasn't it working...
No. No. No...
Aster came inside the store after a little bit.
"It's okay Tony." She told me.
"The voices... The voices..." I cried helplessly.
