A/N: *cough* so guess who forgot that they had this story on Wattpad?

(Back to your POV btw)

You panted heavily, feeling as if you had run a mile. But you were so happy, like Constance had just swept everyone's sorrows away, creating the warehouse into a happy space for everyone.

It made you wanna sing with her.

The room slowly lit up again, and you got back up from the ground. Your chest heaved with heavy breaths as Constance got down from the crate, brushing a few stray pieces of confetti from her wild hair.

She usually had it tied up, so seeing it loose was a whole new experience for you. However, it made you even more happier to see her coming out of her shell. The amount of guilt that etched into your heart as she told everyone her story was overwhelming, to the point where it hurt.

You wanted to make it up to her.

Constance looked at you, a bright smile adorning her face. You rushed over to the sweet girl to embrace her in a hug, squeezing her tightly until she made a protest. No words needed to be shared, it was like you were all one being.

After a long moment, you let go of Constance, wiping a few stray tears from the corners of her eyes. You gave her a wholehearted smile, offering a light kiss on the cheek.

It felt like you were alive again....and god was it euphoric. It felt like your bones were mended, and you were back in the Fall Fair with the rest of the choir, winning prizes and eating junk food.

If only.

"It appears you've met the end of your time here in the warehouse," Karnak suddenly spoke up, knocking you out of your thoughts.

You sorrowfully looked up at Karnak, holding a hand to your chest. You tried not to be mad, reminding yourself time and time again that it wasn't Karnak's fault that you guys were dead.

"I have decided that the person with the most points will decide who wins," he continued, and his eerie yellow gaze slowly turned to the ginger standing in the corner.

She looked beyond guilt, shifting in her mary janes, making the floor creak in protest. Her eyes popped wide open, offended that Karnak had backed out of his deal.

"But-but you said that it was a unanimous vote!" she exclaimed, fists clenched and shaking as she looked up at the robot. "And I demand that it goes back to that."

Karnak didn't object, so Ocean took that as a yes. She turned back, and winced at the group before her.

Noel stood by Constance, hugging the scared, depressed and nervous at Ocean's gaze. Ricky seemed at peace, clasping his hands before him as he stood beside Jane, who's black eyes were wide with wonder.

Meanwhile, you felt your eyes tearing up, despair filling your heart. This was it, wasn't it? Was your life coming to an end? At only sixteen. There was still so much to live for! All of them had so much to live for.

After a moment, you let the tears spill. They slowly streamed down your paled cheeks, dripping onto the floor quietly. But you refused to let out any noises, only a quiet sniffle every now and then.

After a moment, you saw a shadow cast over your figure. A hand came up, gently wiping away the tears. Looking up, you saw Mischa looking down at you with a pained smile, his own eyes also watery.

Though everyone was in despair, they knew they couldn't be the one to be picked. You weren't sure if you could live with the guilt of living again without the choir at your side.

"It shouldn't be me," Ocean began, looking down. "Who do I vote for?"

It was like she was asking herself, conflicted at who should be picked to live again. But before she could speak up, the curtains to everyone's right began to slowly draw open, revealing an inky void sparkling with stars.

Ocean paused, taking a hesitant step towards it, before stopping. She turned to Karnak, brow furrowed in confusion. But she also seemed scared to ask what she was looking at.

"What's that?" she whispered, voice barely audible despite the silence.

"The way out," he told her, voice also quiet. "Just walk through, and don't look back."

Ocean looked at the dark abyss of sparkles and faint voices. You half expected her to just run through, but she stayed perfectly still. You had to admit, the dark opening was quite mesmerizing.

You took a wary step forward, nearly stumbling. If you listened carefully, you could hear police sirens, and the crying of people as they came round. The faint smell of food filled your nostrils, and you resisted the urge to walk through. It was like you were right there.

"I don't mean to rush you," Karnak piped up, sounding irritated. "But time is pressing-"

"Look, if you could just kindly step off for three seconds?" Ocean snapped, taking you by surprise.

The ginger took in a deep breath, before sighing it out. She opened her eyes, looking over at each and every member of the choir. You, Noel, Mischa, Constance, Ricky...and Jane.

Her gaze paused on the last member, her doll-like figure tilted in curiosity. Her soulless eyes bore into Ocean's, though they held no threat, just an innocent child wanting to know something.

"You knew I couldn't do it," Ocean whispered, turning back to Karnak with an astonished look.

For once, Karnak looked confused. He paused for a long moment, gears shifting and whirring as he tilted his head to one side. "What?"

Ocean looked back at Jane, then back over to the robot.

"Choose myself," she murmured, taking in a shaky breath. "It shouldn't be me. We died young, by total accident. The experiences we had, I would gladly take my seventeen years over nothing."

She looked over at Constance, who looked at Jane with anod.

"Who do I vote for?" she asked quietly, looking down. "The girl who can't remember any of it. Her..."

Ocean glanced over at the ghoulish girl.

"We had a life, she didn't. That's my vote. Motioned carried."

She stood before Karnak, a pained, yet bittersweet smile adorning her lips as she weakly thrust a fist into the air."

"Democracy rocks."

Constance was the first to step up, standing beside Ocean with a determined look on her face. Ricky was quick to follow, standing on Ocean's other side. Next was Noel, stopping beside Ricky.

You looked up at Mischa, who seemed at a loss for words. You were about to step up as well, but you weren't about to leave him behind. Though it didn't appear that way, you knew very well that he wanted the best for Jane, he just needed a little help.

So, you strode back over to him, interlacing your fingers with his and making your way to the rest of the choir. You all gazed up at Karnak, conflicted with emotions you couldn't understand.

"As you wish," Karnak boomed, the portal chiming.

Jane, who was standing behind everyone, seemed lost. Her brow was furrowed in confusion, utterly shell shocked that the choir voted for her. The black sheep, the odd one out. The one member even they couldn't remember.

But, after thinking for a moment, she turned towards the dark void. The Doe seemed to be at peace, stepping into the dark abyss with her eyes closed. For a moment, you looked back.

She still wore the bracelet you gave her, however, it seemingly changed as she went closer to the portal. It became a full bracelet, with the charm of a little sheep hanging off of it.

Suddenly, the cogs in your brain turned, and you stepped away from the line. Jane's hair shifted before your very eyes, blonde coils expanding out into dark brown braids. Pale white skin became a warm olive, with freckles along her cheeks.

When she turned around, she had glinting green eyes that bore into your e/c ones. It felt like your breath had been stolen from your lungs, leaving you frozen from where you stood.

The girl hesitated, before giving you a gentle, calm smile. She didn't move, though. Her feet stayed planted right before the swirling void that sparkled with the stars of the living realm.

You took another step closer, feeling your eyes begin to water up. How? How could you have forgotten? You reached out with one of your hands, nearly touching her own but she was too far away.

You wanted to grab her hand, but you resisted, drawing back and simply enjoying her presence for the last time. Finally, your lungs relaxed, and you were able to let out a shaky breath.

"Penny?" you breathed, the name catching on your tongue.

Penny nodded, fiddling with the friendship bracelet that had finally been completed. Then, she turned around, and slowly walked into the dark abyss. The void wrapped around her like a snake trapping its prey.

And just like that, Penny was gone, back in the living realm.

"Her name is Penny Lamb," Karnak began. "Born April 7th, Aries, the lucky nature."

The curtains closed behind Penny, and a projector cast onto them. It had taken you a moment, but soon enough you realized that the video was showing Penny's life. From the womb to the tomb.

The video went at a dizzying speed, mesmerizing you to gaze into its screen with a blank, almost solemn expression. Before you knew it, the video had ended, and there was something new on the screen.

A countdown.

20

19

18

17

16...

The choir all knew what was happening, and they collectively gathered together as Karnak spoke up. Constance held onto Ocean, who held hand with Ricky who looked around in wonder. Noel and Mischa kept their shoulders together, whilst you stood on the Ukrainian's other side, wilting with fear.

"And now...you're probably wondering what happens next," the robot began, beginning to sound strained. "That, I couldn't possibly tell you. But I do know this for certain.

10

9

8

"After reading thousands of human fortunes..."

4

3

2

"My final insight is-"

Before Karnak could finish his sentence, there was a loud explosion of electricity that sparked throughout the warehouse. The fortune teller jerked, his cogs and wires going insane as they bursted out volts.

The entire warehouse lit up with flickering lights and sounds, causing you to jump. The entire choir did as well, all rushing towards each other in search of comfort and safety. You all held each other in a warm, and tight embrace.

Soon enough, the lights began to die out, as did Karnak.

You squeezed your eyes closed, hugging yourself tightly. Tears welled in your eyes, but you refused to let anything spill and stream down your cheeks.

"Be sure to Ride the Cyclone..." As Karnak spoke his last words, his voice went low as he finally died out.

You watched in horror as the robot perished, his yellow gaze dimming. He lurched forward, before going completely still. He was gone, as was the choir's lives. All of their hopes and dreams. Gone.

You felt a single tear slip.