This was originally going to be a series of three stories, all of the DL-6 Incident but from differnt points of view, but then I read through the guidelines and saw that second person point of view isn't allowed! AUGH!! So, I've decided that I'm going to continue this, and it's all going to be first-person memoirs of DL-6 and related incidents.

Enjoy!


It's so dark… cramped… I can't see… What's going on…?

Calm down! You're just using up more oxygen.

…!

Father…? What's going on? Who are you talking to…?

………

It's so quiet… I can barely hear anything…

Ugh… I can barely breathe… Am I going to die…? Are father and I going to die…?

I… I can't breathe…

Huh? Who's that…?

Stop breathing my air!

Be quite! You're not making this any easier!

Father… why are you so angry? Getting angry won't make it any easier to breathe… It won't turn the lights back on…

Urk…

Father… I'm scared… When will we be able to get out of here? It feels like forever's passed…

My head's getting foggy… It's so hard to think……

Stop breathing my air! I'll… I'll stop you…!

What!?

Huh…? Father…?

Aarrrgh!

Father! That man's attacking father…!

Huh…? What's this…? It's hard… and heavy…

!

Get off of me!!

Stop breathing my air!!

Get away…! Get away from my father!!!

*bang*

UUUAAAARGGHHHHHH!!!!

Get away… from father…

…… father……

And with that thought, I awoke, drenched in a cold sweat with the scream still ringing in my ears.