Yellows POV It was 6 months ago. Me and Black were a few imposters that got to do a fist killing. After that we would hang out a lot. We became really good friends. Blacks wish was to get an attachment, we couldn't get one at the time. We had tried hard and Black had given up. Then I got the Idea. I got a peice of and scribbled dum it. I always remember me slapping it on Black's face. "Dum?" He had said. I bursted into laughter. It was only later that we got our attachments. I got ram horns and Black got a cherry. He always kept the 'gift' I gave him. But I'm the only dumb one. I let him go alone. I should have went with him. Then… maybe I could have saved him. I wish I did. Now his gone… dead. I guess this is life. I don't understand. I've lost Black and Lime already it can't get worse can it? I'm a imposter, were exposed to be the ones attacking… not the ones getting attacked. I just don't get it. Why. Who would do it. I'm on my own now I guess. I wish I knew. I just wish I knew… -------- End of chapter. 5
Yellows Story Hate the art though
