((A couple more little facts before we begin!! he puts on glasses before reading, loves knitted toys, he tried to try to sew but nothing worked, does not like loud places, prefers home to a cafe or a quiet park. Making friends will be problematic because he will probably be afraid of you. has sharp teeth like the rest of the Spawns, is embarrassed by the fact that his sign on his chest is broken, considering himself defective, which suppresses him even more))

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Friday 6 am

Another nightmare...

thought Spawn again abruptly sitting up on the bed, waking up from a new nightmare associated with his now former friend Fire Ring who abandoned him a couple of days ago, pushing him away from his embrace and saying that he was tired of him...

He went for a walk every day, talking to some people he knew when they were friends with Fire Ring, visiting the places where they once were.

People he talked to started not recognizing him, because once he was more positive, but now, seeing his expression, they threw awkward, embarrassed glances at him, realizing that the problem had affected him, but they were tired of him not listening to their advice to try to let go of the one who left him, even if it was his childhood friend. One girl even said that this face scared her, wishing that he would not look at her like that.

As the days went by, everything got even worse, he returned home with darkening in his eyes, a headache and pain in his heart, almost falling onto the bed, and the last drop of his sanity was that he dreamed that Fire Ring came to hug him and, saying how naive he was to think that, wrung the neck of poor Spawn.

When he woke up again abruptly and got out of bed, staggering, his vision was completely dark, his heart was beating painfully, he was dizzy and a crazy, painful smile was frozen on his face.

He left the house, unable to close the door and holding his chest, going out onto the small sidewalk, wanting to walk as he usually does in the hope that it will become easier for him, but he froze, unable to take a step, as a car flies towards him. He stared at it

But suddenly someone pushed him away from the car, causing him to fall on the pavement next to the bus stop, his eyes were wide open in fear and panic, he was breathing heavily and his

crazed smile disappeared as he stared at the car that had now passed by and his wide-open eyes in despair and surprise were now looking at you, he was shaking and breathing quickly

"...."

He was silent, unable to say anything, because of the darkening in his eyes and the slight paranoia, your face was just a blurred silhouette for him and your words were just a background muffled sound against the background of the ringing sound in his ears.