After watching yet another gameplay of little nightmares, i set my phone down and thought of the game. It was an interesting game, with a very depressing story. My childish mind was already imagining myself being in the game, bringing the protagonists to a happy end. I looked over at my nylon messenger bag, full of various things that most 15 year olds don't use or carry on a daily basis.
My mind went back to where it was before, until i heard a voice.
"Wanna do exactly that?" It asked.
I flinched, looking down at my phone, seeing static. I stared at my screen before I noticed a strange feeling and the sound of static. My vision turned black, and my entire body felt as if i had lost blood circulation.
I woke up in a dark place. Looking around I noticed my bag, and the pocket knife i keep on my dusty shelf. I then looked and saw a suitcase, which was still slightly warm on the inside. What the fuck? I don't recall ACTUALLY wanting to be here. Knowing there was no other way. I picked up my stuff and began walking.
Time skip
I came into a room, and noticed a man hanging above me, I then realized that I was tiny compared to him, as well as the fact that i was tiny compared to everything here. I looked forward and noticed someone I should have seen a few seconds earlier.
"Who are you?" Six asked quietly.
Rewritten on June 25 2021
Slight edit on February 26 2022
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Fictional reality - Little Nightmares
FanfictionFeeling unsatisfied with what happens, you imagine yourself going in and changing it yourself like a child's imagination, when you suddenly seem to feel strange, grabbing what you can, you black out and wake up at the maw, next to a familiar suitcas...
