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"Say how many people have you saved this week?" Ingram asked, kind of concerned for Sunday as Sunday looked away from him, and mumbled something under his breath. "Pardon?" Ingram asked once again, hoping for a clear answer this time.."I said around 8 people a week" Sunday answered. "WHAT!?" Ingram was completely baffled by this, 8 people in a week!? The shorter boy sighed and kept looking down "I know I know it's a lot..but im fine! I mean sure I do get injured alot..but im fin-" he was cut off once again by the boy's concerns "ok I'm going to stop you right there, how bad are these injuries?" "Well... I did get stabbed once" Sunday replied making Ingram more concerned "you got stabbed!?" Ingram asked once again, this guy was really concerned about his friend and basically just started asking Sunday multiple questions like did you sleep, are you injured extremely bad, are you eating ok, basically a wellness check up.
"Ingram, I said I'm ok dude!" Sunday replied to assure Ingram that he was fine. "You are sleeping ok right?" Ingram asked as Sunday fell silent, not knowing what to do nor say.. "Sunday..." Ingram said as he sighed "you need to sleep." Ingram stated as he felt disappointed with the boy next to him. "I know I know!" Sunday exclaimed.
Beaford came back again and looked at Ingram "hey you! Can you come here and tell us what means if you can?" "Yea of course!" Ingram answered "ok follow me!" Beaford said as he walked away and Ingram followed. Ingram stopped for a moment and looked at Sunday "don't do anything crazy while I'm gone, misfortune." Ingram stated as he looked back at beaford and kept walking. Sunday was already annoyed at the nickname but... he noticed something in the corner of his eye. He tried to communicate with it cause it looked human.. "Hey" he said while looking at it "Are you gonna say something or are you just going to stare? Wait,are you reading something?" Sunday was confused by this, why was it just staring? "Okay so maybe you don't wanna talk.."
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"Oh that just means it's a warning.." Ingram said while looking at the text on the walls. "I see.." Alica stated "let me see what Sunday is doing" Ingram said as he walked away. He found Sunday staring at the wall and talking to himself. "Um Sunday?, you ok?" Ingram asked as Sunday looked at him and stopped talking "yea I'm fine, why?" Sunday asked, "because your staring at the wall and talking to yourself.." Ingram answered, "You really need to rest I think your seeing things now." He muttered.