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Diff au - Gender neutral
Tw: death/death of a loved one, murder, hangings(not by suicide), mutilation of corpses, decapitation, extreme/graphic violence, mass death, cutting, blood
Song recommendation: Heaven by The Neighborhood/ Bernadette by IAMX/ Crucified by Army Of Lovers
Location / Date: St Petersburg, Russia / 1700s
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⋘ Marisha's POV ⋙
"You seem much better and so does your health exam show, Miss Marisha. However, you still need to stay here in the hospital for a couple more days. So. . . I know it is hard for you to describe everything that happended during your stay at Tsar Fyodor's Castle, but people are dying to know what kind of inferno you experienced there while working as a maid. Do you mind telling me more about the man behind the 'slaughter'? "My doctor said with my health exams in his hands coming slowly towards me before he sat in the chair right next to me.
"He was really close to himself. He didn't use to leave the castle often, only when it was needed. As it was and is still known, my Tsar Dostoevsky loved art. He always used to play his cello in a huge room alone. If anyone interfered, he would stare at them with that deadly gaze, with those dark purple coloured eyes that could pierce your soul with just one look. Though Tsar Dostroevsky wasn't only passionate about music, but painting and sculptures as well. He spent hours and hours in his secret room creating all kinds of arts. Even if he looked like a calm and kind man, he was so mysterious and used to do sinful acts behind our backs. Nobody could tame this 'Demon'. Nobody, except for this one maid. Noone else was that close to him. Noone even dared. Although they were so close to him, they still had the same fate. However, even if i am the only survivor, i cannot tell you much more, since i didn't work there for a long time." I explained to him with fear in my eyes while shacking uncontrollably from all the memories. "Though i still have this special maid's diary. Their name was Y/N. They wrote everything down on that diary. Everything that they experienced and went through. It is placed in that drawer. By reading it, you can find a lot of the secrets that this 'Rat' was hiding from everyone." I said while pointing at the drawer next to me.
Dr. Alexander got up from his sit and opened the drawer with a concerned look. He is definitely not ready for what is written in that hell of a book.
He took it in his hands and looked at it like he just understood what he was going to get involved with.
"You can go on and read it. I lend it to you. . . I can trust you with it, right? " I asked him while looking at him deep in the eyes.
He just nodded with a reassuring look and placed the diary gently in his suitcase.
"Of course you can. I'm your doctor after all. I'm going to pass by at Thursday again. Till then try to rest a lot. During these three days if you feel any pain again in your chest or have the same horrific nightmares, call one of the nurses and they'll inform me." He said while putting all his stuff back in his suitcase and bid me goodbye.
"Farwell, Miss Marisha."
I just simply waved my hand lying back on my bed.
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FanfictionDon't expect any love stories here. The only thing that you will read about is death, death, death and even more death. The overall theme of the oneshots is just angst. So read at your own risk and ALWAYS READ THE TW BEFORE STARTING READING A ONESHO...