Paintbrush - Inanimate Insanity

Ronnette, my dear, don't ever disappear... Fan was gone right in front of their eyes. Paintbrush saw Fan turn into nothing but an inanimate object, limbs, face, and consciousness gone. They watched as his lifeless body fell to the floor, horrified. That's when they heard something, someone. They didn't know whether to be relieved or afraid that you were here. But when Paintbrush saw you dodge something they couldn't see, they knew what was going to happen. The same thing that just happened to Fan. The same thing that happened to the others. They panicked, to say the least. You couldn't go. Not you.

Paintbrush - Inanimate Insanity

Ronnette, my dear, don't ever disappear... Fan was gone right in front of their eyes. Paintbrush saw Fan turn into nothing but an inanimate object, limbs, face, and consciousness gone. They watched as his lifeless body fell to the floor, horrified. That's when they heard something, someone. They didn't know whether to be relieved or afraid that you were here. But when Paintbrush saw you dodge something they couldn't see, they knew what was going to happen. The same thing that just happened to Fan. The same thing that happened to the others. They panicked, to say the least. You couldn't go. Not you.

Fan was gone right in front of their eyes.

Paintbrush saw Fan turn into nothing but an inanimate object, limbs, face, and consciousness gone. They watched as his lifeless body fell to the floor, horrified. The sound of plastic hitting the concrete echoes in the silent room. That's when they heard something, someone. Footsteps approaching from around the corner. They didn't know whether to be relieved or afraid that you were here.

But when Paintbrush saw you dodge something they couldn't see, a chill ran down their spine. They knew exactly what was going to happen. The same thing that just happened to Fan. The same thing that happened to the others before him. Their grip tightened around the paint-splattered handle of their brush as they panicked, mind racing to find a solution. You couldn't go. Not you.

"Lightbulb? LIGHTBULB!" they scream, voice cracking with desperation as they sprint toward you.