"What… the fuck do you want from me?"
Replica Ricky had thought of so many ways Darkday would kill him, but none of those were even at the table for him in the first place. Literally.
He thought Darkday would kill him and that the last two days were his last… but now he was being served food by the very person that abducted him—no.
It started this morning, when the Darkdays opened his crystal cage. Of course, he ran toward the exit as soon as he saw the chance.
He summoned as many replicas as he could, each sacrificing themselves for the original so that they he would survive and they would all live. They used themselves as shields. No, not even. They became walls for him, pinning themselves down and wrapping their arms around like ropes to one another. Their limbs were dislocated and their bones were fractured, but they didn't care at all as long as the original was safe.
