“what are you doing?” joy exclaims in concern, throwing herself over the control board. her hair was messy as she just woke up.

no one else was awake, except of course for fear and pain. pain is one you may not know. the color is black.

fear and pain’s eyes were bloodshot from staying up all night, manning the board. they didn’t need to, but the couldnt stop.

it was a disease.

the sound of a toilet flushed and anger came out, his eyes puffy. joy felt herself release a breath as he wasn’t a part of this.

did he look darker today? more maroon? whats this?

then she looked to the two waiting for her to stop blocking their controls. fear had become a midnight color, not fully dark and still clearly blue, but more purple now.

pain was all the same. a dark abyss.

“fear? anger? whats happening?”

“what do you mean?” anger asked groggily as he came over and patted fear on the back. red spurts blossomed from where he touched fear’s skin, quickly disappearing as if it was matic or energy.

“your colors are.. mixing?”

fear and anger were becoming the same person. and pain was there to watch, influencing them both.