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As of today, a friend named Tat is going to be on my profile. I'll make sure that she'll not cause any trouble.

Now without further a do, lets get on with my dream journal!


Dream: One Corrupted Friend

Note: In my dream, the style is just like Fritz the Cat's art style. Yes I enjoy that movie, but to a certain limit. Janga is a friend and i think i am a wolf hybrid again.


I am in a trashy ghost-city that is reminiscent of the 60's. Everything is gritty and dark. "Get away Gamma! He's coming back!" A frantic voice yells at me as I am walking. I run down to some alleyways hoping to lose "him". It worked, but not the way i planned. I had to hide in a sewer, because the alleyway is blocked by a brick wall. "Oh god, this sucks." I said to myself. The place gave me the creeps. There is very little light, the walls and ceiling is covered in roaches (oh god), and the water is very uninviting. But I had to take it like a man. A man who is hunted down by a two-faced cat with a mind that is fragile.

I CRAWLED through the sewer as the tunnel was getting small and narrow. I wanted to go back and find a new path for safety (is he behind me, or is he gone?) Until I heard a scream, "I finally fcking got you Gamma!" It was Janga, but he was evil. His left eye was glowing bright yellow, with anger and excitement, but his right eye was full of fear. He tried to reach for me with his poisonous claw, but I splashed the foul smelling water into his left eye. "Sht! You bstrd I'll kill you!." He sneered. I hesitated when he said that. I wanted to attack him, but I didn't want to. One, I saw an exit to the surface, and two, he was my friend. Janga, a complete lunatic who wanted to kill me, was still my friend.

Here's what had happened: Janga and I were childhood friends since elementary school. People never wanted to be near me or him, they said that we were weird looking (now that you think about it, they kind of had a point I mean think about it: I am a werewolf and he is a trench coat wearing crazy cat). We always went everywhere and anywhere. We were almost like brothers. Until he found out he was a danger to me. It was the end of high school (around 14), and we were headed to Breezegale (I think Klonoa fanfics are starting to grow into my brain). We were sprinting towards the town, until we ran into a monster. I tried to slash and punch the creature, but it was too fast. It was headed towards Janga (Janga didn't like to fight back in the day) and it had that deadly look in it's eye.

I couldn't really see what had happened , but I knew that Janga had his claws out to protect his face. But what he didn't know, is that he had killed the creature. The monster was impaled in the face, blood dripping from it's mouth and it's eyes pure black. Janga was in shock;He quickly dropped his arms down, and started to shake the lifeless corpse off. He got it off, but his claws were covered in blood. He started to hyperventilate and looked at me, fear in his eyes. It must have been the first time he has ever killed anything, I thought to myself. I tried to calm him down, but I never knew how to stop hyperventilation. I carried him to the town's doctor, and as he cured Janga, I explained to him what had happened. He said Janga might need to see a psychiatric. But Janga said he didn't want to..

It was a month after the incident, that Janga started to change. We were staying in a cottage in some woods. I was in my room, when I heard Janga talking to himself. "I can't. It isn't right, he is the only person who trusts me." He said, but as he said that, I heard a yelp. "You fking idiot. what have I told you about him! He is a danger to me!" I couldn't believe what I just heard. Janga said that he shouldn't do something to me, but he then just said that I was a danger to him? And who is us? Has he lost it? I waited until he finished talking, and walked to him casually, and said, watcha doing Janga?" He looked up to me. I was shocked what was on his face. He had a long gash on his right side of his face. His eye's were strange; one eyes was teary and regular looking, while the other was angry and feral looking.

There was no doctor nearby, so I had to tend to his wounds. But as I kept on doing that, I felt that his left eye just kept on glaring at me. "Oh my god, Janga. What did you do?" I said very worried. "N-nothing, I just accidentally cut myself." He said with a sniffle. "I know that you're lying to me, please tell me! Who were you talking to anyway?" I said to him as I finished bandaging his gash. He quickly turned to me, I expected him to be surprised at me, but what I didn't expect what he did to me. He picked me up by my throat, and started speaking, but in a very deep voice," It's none of your business freak! And who told you that you can fix me!" I was scared out of my wits! What had happened to my dear old friend?

He was about to bite me, but before he was going to do that, his right eye was frantically looking at me, probably saying," What's going on? Why am I doing this?!!?" He quickly dropped me, and said," WHAT? WHY DIDN"T YOU LET ME BITE HIM?" He punched his right eye and scratched his right cheek. He started to revert back to his gentle self, but fell to his knees. He started to weep like a child. I ignored what had just happened to me and started to calm Janga. He was still a child, so I hugged him and told him that it's over, everything is okay.

THIS SUCKS MIGHT FIX IT IN A YEAR