everything i'm writing here was just a horrible dream i had that i just really had to write down.
It started with a phone call.
I was in a good mood, I couldn’t want to talk to takoda. His voice was just the thing I needed to hear; but when I answered that phone, it wasn’t takoda on the other end, it was a man I had never met. He spoke to me softly, explaining what had happened. Takoda had had a brain aneurism. My eyes welled with tears as I sat in our chair frozen, the room that was filled with my closest friends, went quiet. Everyone was look at me. the man asked me if I was still there. I managed to choke out a yes and he exchanged an I’m sorry and hung up. I looked at my closest friend; Quan, and tears began flowing faster. “he’s dead.” I said it in a way that just made the room fill with dread. My heart felt like it had broken in two; though I still had the paralyzing look of shock on my face.
Time skip to a week later
We were at Takoda’s funeral. As the room was filled with our closest friends and family, I felt very very alone. My eyes were red from crying so much, and the hushed voices of the ones we love seemed distant. We were in a big beautiful house, one that I had never seen before. the set up for the funeral was designed more like a wedding, though that was most definitely not what was going on. I sat on one of the white benches in the back, waiting for the priest to speak. Suddenly 4 police officers walked into the house, speaking that they were there for Johnny De’Santos for the murder of Takoda Redbird. They began hand cuffing a boy, and I looked to my left to see someone smirk and shuffle smugly in his seat. The people began to whisper; “that’s not De’Santos, What are they doing?” the man stood and came close to the officers, all of them turning to him. “I’m, De’Santos!” the man said so very smugly, bowing as he told them. He began walking around the house with the cops following him, trying to get him to come quietly I assume. They walked upstairs into what seemed like a maze and he began saying things that made the officers uncomfortable. They came to a bathroom and said “fine, I’ll go quietly, just let me go to the bathroom first, you can plainly see, there is no way I could escape from in there.” The officer looked inside the bathroom, gave a very suspicious nod, and De’Santos walked into the bathroom and shut the door. He stood and waited, and soon enough the officers outside the door began choking and seizing.
And then I woke up.