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.