Heart shaped box
Thread Topic: Heart shaped box
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"I don't really leave the lab. I can only go as far as the front lawn before I have to get back to the lab." Florence said. He mimicked a bird that was beside the window.
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‘Why’s that?’ Collins asked, shuffling next to him so she could watch the video as well. ‘I mean, there’s nobody here to stop you.’
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"if I go outside of the yard I can't return before dark. The creator would check every experiment's room each night to make sure we were all okay. So when he comes back he'll see me in my room and know I'm still here to come back to." Florence said. He smiled wide thinking about his creator's return. He mimicked a creaking door.
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Collins fidgeted with her hands. ‘You really think he’s going to come back?’ she said quietly, looking up at him.
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"he has to." Florence said. His ears were pinned to his head and his wings poised out defensively. Even his teeth were showing slightly. Florence was far more serious about that then anything
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Collins pursed her lips, looking down at the video. She knew that the creator was not going to come back, and felt Florence should know, but she didn’t want to have to break it to him. ‘And you’ll just keep hoping until he does?’
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"I know he has to. He swore up and down he'd return. If he doesn't come back..." Florence said. Florence started mimicking the buzzing of a whole hive of bees
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Collins glanced back at him. ‘If he doesn’t?’ she pressed.
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"this place will tear itself apart and us experiments will search for him. Everyone here would destroy anything to find the creator. Who else could help us." Florence said as his wings drooped. His eyes turned a ghastly pale color as they started to fill with a sliver liquid. His upper arms went limp
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Collins bit her lower lip. ‘Are you crying?’ she asked quietly, noticing the liquid in his eyes. She didn’t have the heart to try and tell him the creator was dead. That he wouldn’t be coming back. She tentatively put a hand on his shoulder.
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"I am not crying. I'm........... I have an idea." Florence said. He leaned further into his knees dragging his arms with him.
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‘Idea? What idea?’ Collins asked worriedly, pausing the video on her phone.
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"maybe... You could help me look for him. I'm sure he wouldn't be too upset if I only left for a little bit. And I'm sure he'd return with me if I asked him." Florence said. His wings raised a little bit.
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Collins sighed. ‘Florence, I’m not sure that’s a good idea. He could be dead, or in an entirely different country.’
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"he's not dead." Florence said. His wings drooped once more and his lower arms went limp this time.
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