#ailesswhumptober2024day19

[auroragehenna]

AI-less Whumptober

Day 19 - Sensory Saturday (Disassociation, losing a sense (in a way), “I wish I could get you back.”)

continuation of Day 18 , (OC Sam)

TW/CW: Supernatural dissociation, psychological torture, emotional whump, mind control, possession, friendship dynamics, Word count: 544

For the entire rest of the day Whumper puppeteered Sam's body through the entire town and outskirts. Purposely being a rude asshole to every person they encountered.

Sam had become more and more hopeless, trapped inside their own body-their own mind. They barely reacted anymore, only wincing at the sharp, cruel words their tongue spit.

Whumper sat Sam's body down on the grass, leaning against a tree. "So my dear little Sam, what do you think? Should we text your friends, do you think they've already recovered?"

Sam didn't think back an answer, just sat in the back of their own mind, head resting on their knees.

The no-reaction left Whumper irritated and they clawed at Sam's mind, deeming Sam's heavy jerk and pained scream as satisfactory. "I don't enjoy being ignored, Sam. Answer me!"

Sam screamed in pain, it felt horrible. It hurt so much and felt so ungraspable. "Okay, okay, I will, just please don't do that again.", they pleaded, trying to deescalate the situation. "Please don't text them. You're only going to hurt them more."

"Oh no, I would never do that." Whumper grinned as they hit up the group chat and called all 4 Friends at once.

Whumpee saw 2 of them picking up then they completely blacked out. They could not see, not hear, not feel. It was torture!

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When Sam finally got access to their senses again their body was standing in front of their community-house again. The voice on the phone just told them to "go fuck themselves". It was Friend1's voice. And they could feel their heart shattering. Whumper explained to them that they had their fun and were gonna let Sam go now. But not without a last parting gift...

Breaking someone's mind wasn't an easy thing to do. It was tricky and a long process but they knew how to get it done. They clawed and scratched and tore at Sam's mind until nothing but grayed shreds was left. It was depressing even for them. They pushed the body forward with magic untill it stumbled into the house and crashed onto the carpet. Loudly, drawing attention. Then Whumper left Sam's destroyed mind and exhausted body. For good.

"...Just leave them. Maybe they're even drunk!" "...They did to Friend&4? I'm not forgetting that!" "Their words were really hurtful but..." "My wrist definitely needed a doctor."

Sam didn't hear it correctly, the discussion of their Friends. They didn't even recognize the voices. Or feel the itchy carpet on their skin. Their eyes were glaced over, staring straight ahead into nothingness.

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Eventually their Friends did pick up that something was wrong and put their anger beside. They sat Sam's limp body down on the couch and tried to get a reaction out of their apathetic, numbed mind. As Friend4 snapped their fingers in front of Sam's eyes blood started to tickle out of their nose. They shared concerned looks but had no idea how to handle the situation.

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Friend2 was the last one that night still sitting by Sam's mind. "I'm so sorry, Sam. I had the feeling something was off, but everyone was so mad and the words were so fucked up."

Silence.

"I'm really sorry. “I wish I could get you back.”

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