jon arbuckle x reader

prepare

thank u for supporting this mess of a story. i didn't expect it but it makes me really happy to see that my... strange writing is interesting enough to continue reading! ^-^

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the rays of the sun hitting his completely bald head has created agony. now all you see is nothingness, and you cannot hear jon's screams of terror any longer.

"jon?" i cry out

silence

i've decided that all is over, and begin weep on the floor. that is, until i hear footsteps headed in my direction.

"jon?"

suddenly someone grabs me by my clothes holding me up. "this is what happens when you mess with the murph. you are alone now."

this person doesn't sound like mr murphy. "who are you?"

"one of mr murphy's servants, he will be meeting with you and jon shortly. why are you closing your eyes?"

what.

i open my eyes. turns out i'm not blind, i was just closing my eyes really tight. everything's still a bit blurry, though.

i look around. it's not the church. where am i?

"prepare." is all the man says before exiting the room.