Apple Jacks - Silence Part 2

It looked exactly like the poster on the wall.

And Cinnamon was dead.

I found the video. There was a shot of the entire production crew, everyone except Cinnamon and the director. They all stood around, with tear stains on their faces. The director talked about the project. The only person missing, and it was Cinnamon. Then the director said:

"We have a new member of our cast."

No one spoke. After a few moments, I asked if he meant Cinnamon. The director smiled, and replied:

"Yes, Cinnamon."

The director looked at me, and then said:

"Silence 709G, will join our company."

I looked back at the director. I wanted to tell him that Cinnamon was no longer with us. That he wasn't an employee anymore.

But all I could say was:

"Thank you."

After the directors died and I went back into the editing room, it was obvious something big happened, everyone looked shaken. My mind was still racing with questions. Was it really Cinnamon? Why was it so scary seeing a recording of him talking to someone?

I sat down at my computer. There were a bunch of messages from people asking me about Cinnamon's death. All the messages said the same thing: "This isn't good."

I closed the windows of my computer.

I'll keep an eye out for Cinnamon, that voice sounded familiar. I opened up Twitter, it was open. People were tweeting that Cinnamon is coming back. Some people were telling how happy they are to work with Cinnamon again.

I logged into the Twitter app. It was open, everyone was tweeting. Everyone else was commenting on Cinnamon and their comments were positive, mostly about Cinnamon.

I read the tweets:

[1] Cinnamon the Cinnamon Cake

@kalecchocolate

"What does Cinnamon even mean, anyway?"

@kalecchocolate

"Maybe it's something bad like the last name?"

@kalecchocolate

"You need an agent to come up with this concept?"

I opened my Tumblr. It was open too. Someone commented:

"I feel bad for Cinnamon. He should have been able to talk some sense into this guy."

I looked at the screen of my laptop. It was open. I was scrolling through the feed. Suddenly, I found a tweet about Cinnamon. Someone tweeted:

"I know what you must be thinking, but you should probably read his tweets. They make me laugh every time I see them."

My fingers hovered over the keyboard. Should I do it? Or should I wait? Shouldn't I wait? I think... No! Of course not, there might be answers here. I clicked on the tweet, it was titled;

"Silence 709G"

I read the first thing it says.

"Hello friends. This is Cinnamon speaking, I'M BACK"

That can't be true.

Then, the next thing says: "This is Cinnamon."

There's a link at the end of the tweet, I click it. Immediately, the screen goes black and I'm transported to the middle of nowhere, a giant white mansion with trees and a waterfall in the background. I look around frantically, trying to find whoever posted this. Then I hear a voice, and that makes me stop. It's Cinnamon speaking again, in the exact same way he has always spoken:

"Silence"

I start hearing other voices in the background, I realize that I am listening to Cinnamon speak from his phone. Then Cinnamon shot out a sword made of BLOOD AND BONE. I see the blood pouring from his body as I scream. I feel the pain of my own skin getting pierced through by a blade. Then, all I see is a flash, Cinnamon is gone. I can barely hear the other voices.

The voice that said: "Silence" is louder than the others. I recognize it, it's the voice of Mr. Gormly, and I can almost see him in front of me.

"SILENCE" says the voice. I don't understand. I'm standing in front of a cliff, there's a man dressed like a ninja, I've been attacked multiple times. In the distance, in the mist, I see two men who look like they came from another world, wearing strange hats, one has a hat with a skull and crossbones on it. The voice says:

"Silence"

I fall to my knees, blood pouring from my nose. Then everything turns black.

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