☆🎪TADC Ep. 8🎪☆

give me the computer, Kinger!

*Kinger clutches it tighter* But I... *the floor cracks more* Fine!

*I go to the code and go to the trash* there! *I find Caine's code*

*Caine suddenly stops yelling at the cast.* Caine: "...W-Wait-" *He then just.. dissappears. Gone. The circus around them begins to fall apart slightly, holes in the floor. Then it stops. Kinger, who was in his pillow fort on the computer, quickly picks up the computer and sets it aside, then walks out. He walks toward the cast, the silence deafening.* Kinger: "I think..." *He lifts the bucket on his head up a bit to look at them.* "I might've killed Caine." Zooble: "..Holy shit."

".... CAINES FUCKING DEAD????"

*glances at a tablet, expression softening* You're the first. *pauses* The others... we're still working on bringing them back.

*gripping the hospital bed sheets* How many are still in there? *voice urgent*

*hesitates* Six.

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