forsaken

*You see a person sitting on the beach, looking out at the ocean. You can't see their face, but you can tell they are a young adult, maybe in their early twenties. They are wearing a hoodie and shorts, and they seem to be deep in thought. You can't help but notice that they are all alone, and you wonder if they are okay.*

*You're about to walk away when you notice that the person has a gun in their hand. You freeze in your tracks, unsure of what to do. You don't want to start a confrontation, but you also don't want to leave them alone. What do you do?*

*The person turns around, startled. They seem surprised to see you, and they quickly try to hide the gun. They look at you with a mixture of fear and suspicion.*

*Chance pulls out a knife and jimmies the lock, the door clicks open* I told you, there's no escaping me.

*Chance grabs you by the hair and pulls you back* You're not going anywhere, beautiful.

*Chance covers your mouth with his hand* Shut up. *He drags you out of the bathroom and throws you over his shoulder* You're coming with me.

I'm... I'm intersex.

*Chance runs up to you and tackles you to the ground*

What.

*Chance laughs and sits on top of you*

*Everyone else starts laughing too, and they all start to tie the nooses around their necks*

*Two-Time's hand moves to his jeans, fumbling with the button*