Orochimaru Death Novels & Stories

I gasped at him “y-you’re dead.” I tried to shake him from my mind. I was going crazy; seeing things. Orlando was not here. Orlando had no eyes. His neck began to bleed, and his rainbow eyes snapped to a piercing red. They began to drip blood onto his glistening white fur, smothering it as it cascaded downwards. No, no, no, no; this wasn’t right. Something was going on here. Orlando was dead! “You” Orlando snarled, blood pouring from his mouth and eyes “you killed me.”