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eugene's "daydream" (READ WITH CAUTION)

Eugene took a deep breath and retracted his hands from his head. What he saw on his hands almost made his heart jump out his chest.

It was his hair!

"Ah!" Eugene touched his head and more hair fell out. "Why am I making it worse?!" He cried out while continuing to touch his head in distress.

Then, something warm flowed down his arms. Eugene realized that his scalp also started falling off. The thin layer of his flesh, which still had short strands of his hair attached to it, slowly fell off from his head.

"Ah... Aaah!!"

His vision went dark. Eugene woke up with a jolt, he gasped, his breathing was still fast. He looked around and saw Rowan sitting on a chair.

"Rowan! You won't believe this! I had a dream where I lost all my hair, my scalp also fell off..." Eugene said, Rowan didn't respond. He only only looked at him with confusion.

"It's been a year since all your hair fell out." He continued, "In a year or two, the doctor estimated that your scalp will fall off, too." (It rhymed!)

Eugene stopped telling his story and asked, "What? What are you talking about? It's not like I have any illness." He didn't know that there existed a terrifying illness. (Don't worry, Eugene. It's a newly made illness, with you honoring as the first case. I know the cure.)

"But, you do, Eugene." Rowan said seriously, but his eyes looked sad. "Looks like you're still dreaming. Eat some porridge first, you must be hungry."

Eugene, "Porridge?"

"Yeah, porridge. At least put something in your stomach first before speaking. Also, don't move too much, your stitch might reopen."

"S-stitch..?"

Rowan nodded, "You got an operation last night, you don't remember? I was terrified, you almost vomited your intestines out, all because you ate a piece candy. Your mind must be woozy because of anesthesia."

"...I got an operation? So, I'm sick?" Rowan didn't answer him. Eugene finally took a good look around him and saw that he was indeed inside a hospital room, wearing a hospital gown with an IV drip inserted on the back of his hand. Eugene touched his head and felt that it was smooth-it wasn't shaved, he just has no hair. "Is it leukemia? No, why did I vomit so much?" Eugene just had a hunch but he's never heard cases of leukemia where the patient's scalp fall off, too. And what was with him almost vomiting his intestines out?

Rowan saw his actions and sighed, "What questions are you asking? Wake up, Eugene." He then handed him the bowl of plain porridge. It seemed that he's avoiding answering Eugene's question.

"Haha... Right, this- this is a dream! I'll be waking up!"

"It's not a dream, Eugene." Rowan stared straight at Eugene's confused and fearful eyes. "It's the truth. It's your fate."

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"Rowan, do you mind waking Eugene up from his daydream? He's been silent for a while now." Gray asked. He looked at Eugene who seemed to be daydreaming. His eyes were open but his consciousness was somewhere else. It honestly worried Gray.

"I have no idea why he's been so silent." Rowan said. He turned to Eugene and called his name, "Eugene. Hey, Eugene. Wake up, we're all going home. Eugene!"

Eugene's body jolted and he finally seemed to be back to his body. He looked around in fear. "Where am I?"

Rowan, "You're with us at cram school. You forgot? What happened? Why were you so silent?"

It turns out that Eugene daydreamed everything while he walked outside with Gray and Rowan.

Eugene then asked, "Do I still have hair?"

Rowan laughed from his question, "Of course!"

Eugene, "I'm not going to eat porridge?"

"Nope. We have no porridge here."

Gray asked, "Do you want to eat porridge? We can stop by a shop..."

"No! I mean, no need. I don't want to eat porridge."

It was all a dream! Eugene internally cried tears of happiness. He wiped his nose and smiled.

"Eugene....."

"Yes?" Eugene said, still happy that him getting sick was a dream.

"Your nose.." Gray pointed at Eugene's nose. "Your nose is bleeding."

"AAAHH!" Eugene screamed.

Guess he has to eat his own brain.

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Eugene later found out that Gray was mistaken. His nose wasn't bleeding. It was just the remains of a fat mosquito. Or was it?

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what kind of "daydream" were you thinking about?? 🤨

i apologize if you're revolted, nauseous and uncomfortable. what you're feeling is understandable bc y'know i write shit. SRSLY I'M SORRY 😭

but i'm LOSING IT

i wanna write comedic stuff BUT WHY DOES IT ALWAYS END UP BEING SHITTY, OFFENSIVE, GRAPHIC AND DUMB??? I HAD TO REWRITE A LOT OF PARTS (in my drafts) BC I ALWAYS END UP WRITING GORE-Y SENTENCES AAA and when i want to write horror, it ends up being funny and stupid...WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?

do i find killing funny? NO

lmao jk i do find it funny eheheh

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