Woolf looked to see what Nadwe was writing, and he seemed to be sketching something. It then seemed he was.. scribbling notes in? When he was finished, he showed Woolf. It was an information sheet of some sort. He had sketched an eye in the top right corner that was similar to Gulvic's current eyes. He had also sketched a picture of what he fully looked like at the moment. Then on the left page, he had written a couple notes down.

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-Woolf POV-
He let me hold it with one hand, but wouldn't let me fully take it for some reason. I took a closer look to see what the notes said, and I was a bit confused by them.

"How do you know he's loopy? He hasn't said or done anything that could be considered loopy. And how do you know he's docile? It's probably just Gulvic playing a trick on us if I'm being honest."

"Well, first of all, you can just tell that he's pretty loopy and cheery. Secondly, he hasn't tried to hurt or kill any of us so far. He'd usually try to in the first 5 minutes."

"Alright, whatever. So, are you goin' to make a page for all the different eyes and stuff?"

"That's what I was thinking, yeah!"

"Well, are you going to fill in the rest of the spaces?"

"Yeah, but I'd have to actually talk to him and see how he acts.."

"Woah. Slow your roll. You do realize he could just kill you in the blink of an eye, right?"

"Yeah, I know.. but I really want to know more about what it means."

"Alright, fine. But I'm coming with you."

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-Blaza POV-

"So.. Gulvic?"

"Yesssssss? I heard my name?"

"You don't want to kill us right now.. do you?"

"Of course not! Why would I?"

He has to be joking right now..

After I got that answer, I leaned over to Tbh and whispered,

"What the heck is going on.."

"I have no idea, but he seems pretty.. calm? I don't think he wants to hurt us.. at least right n-"

The voice of Nadwe then interrupted him. I glanced over to Nadwe, and Woolf was behind him.

"Gulvic.. I'd like to talk!"

"Alright! We can! Where?"

"We can talk right here.. but before we do.. we gotta get rid of this body.."

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-Laff POV-

We were about to leave Meme's body when a sudden wave of almost.. Guilt and Sadness came across me. Just staring at his body made me rethink all the things we did together, all the times we fought, all the times we.. were friends. We still are, it's just, one of us is.. absent at the moment. I started to tear up a bit, but I made sure to put the dark filter on the lenses in my mask. This was all happening too quick. First Muffin, and now Meme. In less than a week, we had lost 2 of our closest friends.. and we'll probably lose more. I leaned over towards Blaza, who was another person who helped to haul the body out of the base, along with Oompa as well.

"I don't know if we can keep doing this.. it's a lot to process. Too much in fact. I think we need to start thinking of ways to get rid of Gulvic."

"Of course we do.. but how do we? We can't just reason with him! That'll probably end pretty badly.."

"..."

"Uh, hello?"

We can't just reason with him!

"How do you know we can't. We would just have to have leverage."

"Please don't say what I think you are going to say."

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-Blaza POV-

Laff, I swear. If you say what I think you are going to say.. he promised he wouldn't do these anymore.. right?

"I know you have a church, and you've teased Nadwe with it a couple times because he's a vampire, but you are not cleansing or doing an exorcism on Socks or Gulvic."

"I has everything I need though! The cross, the salt, the candles.. and whatever else I need.. I probably have it..?"

"You don't even know if Gulvic is a demon! If anything, he could be an alien. And if that's the case, then an exorcism would be the wrong thing to do for something that came from space"

"True. The last time I tried cleansing Nadwe it didn't even work.. so better safe then sorry, I guess."

We then started heading back to the base. As the sun started rising higher into the sky, light started to illuminate the world even more. It felt as if all of my stress went away, but of course everything came back to me a couple seconds later. It may seem as if I'm optimistic almost all the time, but in reality..

I don't know if I can keep the happy mask on for much longer.

After a while of thinking, walking, and watching the world get brighter and brighter, I put my sunglasses on. I started to tear up again thinking about Meme. I then started having a mental breakdown. The tears started rolling down, but they then got caught on my sunglasses, and then started balling up there. Thank goodness I had them on. I really didn't want Laff or Oompa to worry about me, or see the tears. The sunglasses are almost like a protective shield, like a filter for happiness, stress and sorrow. Sadness and stress go in, happiness comes out. But my problem is, the stress and sadness almost never come out. And if they do, the glasses block it. I want to be the person people can go to when they feel down, the person they can trust, the person that can brighten someone's day in a snap, the brave, optimistic, fun person. I'm not totally that person in reality, but the sunglasses finish the job. The bright world just makes me realize how dark in comparison I am. The glasses make everything else a bit darker too, making me not as dark. Actually a bit brighter! This makes me feel better about who I really am.

This is why I always have my sunglasses on me. Without them, I'm just an insecure, stressful mess. When I have them, they block out what I don't want people to see. They make me seem like a better person too.

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-Nadwe POV-

"Alright, so. I'm going to ask a few basic questions to test your sanity.. okay?"

"..Ok.."

"What is your name?"

"Uh.. Meme."

"Wha- what?"

"Meme! You guys have been talking to me a lot about this 'Meme' guy.. so I would think that me!"

"Uh.. okay. Umm.. What is my name?"

"Shouldn't you know your own name by now? You're like, what, twenty anyways."

"Answer the question Soc- I mean.. Gulvic."

"Who Gulvic?"

"Uh.. you're Gulvic."

"No, like I said before, I'm Meme. Also.. to answer da question, which was waaaaaaaaay too easy, your name is Laaaaaaaaff.."

Why is he acting like a kindergartner? And why hasn't he tried to kill us yet? Maybe Woolf was right. He's playing a trick on us.

Gulvic/Socks then resettled their position in his chair so he was upside down in it. His back was on the seat with his hands on the floor, followed with his legs being forced into the back of the chair for balance. His tentacles also came along, I assumed for balance as well. I sent him a concerned and confused expression at once, but of course he didn't notice.

"Wooooooaaaaaaaahhhhhhh... the floor is above me nowwwwww!! Dat's so cooooool!!!"

His eyes filled with wonder and youth, as if he was four again. He then pulled his hands into his chest, letting his body weight push his head to make contact with the floor. He then let out the most annoying, little-kid screech ever. Almost like nails on a chalkboard, but not quite. He then went back to the same position he was previously in, got up off the chair and tried to stand up, but it seemed he had lost his balance straight away. Thankfully we were right near the wall, so he caught himself using it. After a couple seconds, he seemed to regain control of his balance, and proceeded to run around the room. It was like we were babysitting a random kid that was oblivious to the real problem. Because we basically were.

He then started hugging almost everyone, sometimes even pulling them in with his tentacles, making them freak out almost immediately. He seemed super happy and harmless, but it didn't make sense. None of this made sense, but that didn't matter. I just needed to learn more about what his eyes meant. He was in the middle of squeezing TBH with his tentacles in a hug when I called him back over to resume the interview-like state we were in before. And like any little kid, he was stubborn as heck. He refused.

"Alright, get back over here so we can get back to the questions."

"No."

"..Gulvic.."

"No!"

Everytime he said no, he squeezed TBH tighter. Not enough to hurt him, but still probably a little bit weird and scary the one being hugged. A thought then came into my mind.

Wait, if he acts like a four year old, then he must react like one!

"Gulvic.. don't make me count to five.."

His expression went from one of defiance to one of surprise. It quickly also turned to worry and nervousness. He let most of his grip off TBH, but his tentacles were still wrapped around him.

"Well.. what if I make you. What'll happen then?"

This testing.. little.. brat.

"One.."

"Nonononono, we don't have to do that!"

Gulvic immediately let go of TBH, and walked back to the chairs with a sour and pouty look on his face. I got straight back to questioning.

"So.. do you know how old you are?"

"Phhhhft.. uh..."

A couple seconds went by before he finally stated his answer.

"noooooo. I mean, I think I'm at a pretty good age. Like.. 20? I'm not entirely sure though."

Wow. I didn't expect him to get that one right.

"So.. again, what is your name?"

"Nadlaza."

"...."

Did he just combine two different names? Ok.. I think I know everything I need to know. For now..

I scribbled the last couple notes in, and closed the book. I then stood up, readjusted my tophat and tie, and started heading to put my diary/info book back into my room. That's exactly when Laff, Blaza and Oompa came back from.. running an errand.

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-Blaza POV-

We took the first step back into the room to find Nadwe frozen midstep, startled to see the door open. He was holding a sort of notebook with his left hand, and a pencil in the spiral of it. Behind him was a just as startled Gulvic. His face then turned into excitement a second later. He then practically flew off the chair into our little group, then encapsulated all four of us in what seemed to be a big hug. (Nadwe got caught in the span of the hug..) But instead of using his arms and hands, he used his tentacles too. It was as if we were gone for months and he had just seen us for the first time.

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All four of us were startled by the sudden snatch, but after a couple seconds, we eventually realized that he didn't want to hurt us, and that this was a genuine 'hi!'. After a couple more seconds, it got a bit awkward, but he released us right as it got to that point.

"So, uh.. where did you guys go?"

Wait.. what? He knew where we went. We told him.

I must've had confused look across my face, because Nadwe right away then told us that currently, Gulvic basically has the mind of a kindergartner, can't remember who he is, and is harmless. Laff then asked,

"I wonder what the reasons are behind this happening.."

"Well, I think it has something to do with the time after killing or stress, or something like that. I'm leaning more towards stress though, because before he started acting this way, Socks was about to slam the door and storm out of here. He seemed really stressed, upset, and frustrated, so.."

"That makes a little sense, but why would he be acting so happy all of a sudden if he was so upset before?"

I glanced over to check on Gulvic, and he was messing around on Meme's bed.. at least.. what used to be Meme's bed. I started to tear up again, and once again my glasses had saved me. I then felt a cold air surround me. It felt comforting in a way, like it was telling me everything would be alright.

Wait.. since when can people know what air is saying. Air can't even talk.

I then smelled what I thought were.. cookies? They smelled like ones Meme used to love.

'Used'. I don't think I'll ever hear that word the same again.

Finally, I felt something on my shoulder. It felt like a hand. It felt smaller, and it felt like it was covered in a bushy, puffy fur. I turned around, and there was no one behind me. I then felt the sensation of something hugging me for the second time, and it wasn't Gulvic. It felt familiar, yet.. so odd. I then felt something being placed atop of my head. It felt like.. like a wrapper. It was also.. in the exact same spot Muffin would always sit on top in my head. I looked up to see nothing there. I then felt something wet on the right shoulder of my hoodie. It wasn't a lot of liquid, but I still felt something. I brought my hood down off the back of my head, so I could actually see the substance. It looked like water, but it looked.. sticky to some extent. Some more of it then started forming.

What the heck is going on.

I looked around for anything that could give me a clue, but the only thing that was off was that Woolf and Gulvic just kept staring in my direction. I had no idea why, until I heard two familiar voices.

"I'm glad.. you're still alive.. Blaza.."

"Me too!"

The two voices sounded like they were relieved and ragged from crying.

The first voice sounds like.. it sounds like.. No, it couldn't. The second voice seemed to sound like.. No...

I froze. My face went pale and expressed shock. I finally understood what was happening. And I was amazed. I attempted to speak back, to see if they could hear me.

"I- I'm glad too."

I didn't realize tears were streaming down my cheeks, and that everyone was staring at me at this point. I guess the glasses can only hold so much in.. just like me. Meme and Muffin had been two of my closest friends, not to mention everyone else in this group. They had been killed in extraordinarily different ways, and I actually got to see them again.

I guess the coin is lucky after all, and I guess they aren't really gone.

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SCREW WHAT I SAID IN THE ANNOUNCEMENT AND TAKE THIS. CHAPTER 12 BABY! WOOOOOOOOO