Dead By Daylight/ The Trickster x survivor

Chapter 3: ~Carvings~

AYO LOOK AT MY NEW FISH TANK
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Warning: violent thoughts

Looking out the window I saw another cabin nearby and it looked quite ugly and especially dirty with well blood, it kind of reminded me of the twins... The rotting flesh piles they always like to protect so aggressively. The thought of being nearby a killer came to my head bonking my head...

"Wwaait, could I really be on the killer's side of the forest?.. how'd that even be possible..", my heart raced thinking of what could happen to me when I wasn't even in a trail. "B-but.. why am-am I here..."...

A loud noise was heard from outside like if someone was coming in the fount door. As my anxiety skyrocketed, I looked everywhere for a hiding spot even considering the big curtains to be a spot for a second. Oh shit the mori effects are coming in too oh god...

I ran into the dark closet to hide inside a bunch of clothes which had a familiar scent and a good smell to it. I almost found myself drooling over it as my anxiety almost disappeared until I heard the door creak open.

I hear someone gasp rushing over to somewhere.

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Trickster POV.

I walk to the room to check on cutie when I saw no one on the bed. Oh no, they could get themselves hurt ugh... I didn't want you to run away that fast cutie... I run over to the window to see if it was opened and to my surprise, the lock still had its dust on it with no trace.

God this place is still filthy...

This must also mean he's/she's still here thank the lord, "Oh cutie, I hate playing hide and seek~".... "Please come out.. I am not going to hurt you", I used my serious tone and my best knowing of English. After a few seconds of not hearing anything I signed. "Hide and seek it is then~", I knew no one could hide under my bed since it was too low and I knew no one could hide behind the curtains because... it's obvious. "Oh cutie, this is going to be a really easy game you know..", I sighed and chuckled.

Slowly walking over to the closet, I hear shifting movement. Maybe I shouldn't scare them again, I may not know a lot about this place yet still but I thought I heard the Clown bringing a mori.

I can only remember that Ghostface saying that Mori's are the worse but most fun things you can do to survivors because of the after-effects from the trial. I wonder if she/he got moried because that Clown was really bloody today. I guess I have to take care of them again which I don't mind doing~.

Slowly opening the door, I at first don't see anything so I squatted down to only see some cute shoes.

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Y/N POV.

I fall to my side feeling my heart and soul shake and ache so fast. I can't help but feel tears start to drop to the wood more and more, barely hearing anything but darkness and the tears fall. Hiding my face with my shaky hands and curling up. Everything was starting to feel dark and numbingly painful, all the things that bad happened in my life felt like they were coming back to life...

'Why can't I just die here yet?'

'Is there really no escape from this hell?'

'Does my family even care or love me anymore??'

'WhY didn't I just kill myself instead of them...!'

I felt as if everything around me turned into a void, a forever ending void...

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