The Monsters' Favorite

Carrot

Dwight was pissing himself. While avoiding the silent killer of Silent Hill, Pyramid Head, in one of the upstairs bathrooms, he had misjudged how far away he was from the hole in the floor and fell ass first down to the first floor. Not only was that embarrassing, but he lost his fucking glasses. So, now he's trying to make his way back up to the second floor, all while keeping an eye out for the killer without being able to see anything. Dwight wished that he wasn't separated from you earlier... You always helped him stay calm, not to mention that the killers rarely bothered the two of you when you were together...

He sighs, tugging his tie loose. Damn, if he didn't feel claustrophobic... Everything was the same shitty red-brown colour, so Dwight was tripping on his feet even more than he did normally. God, he wishes you were there with him... He rubbed his eyes, squinting as he reached the top of the stairs. Okay... Which way was the bathroom, again..? Shit. Everything looks the freaking same! How the hell is he supposed to find his way around in this hellhole if he can't see anything?!

Sucking in a deep breath, Dwight decides to go right, carefully following the wall. Jesus, it was fucking terrifying not being able to see a damn thing. Okay, uhhh... it was near the corner of the building, right? He nearly falls face first when his foot catches on a loose tile. Cursing under his breath, he tries to get his bearings. Yep. Everything looks the fucking same! God dam-

" A-Ahh...!~"

Dwight pauses, wondering if he really just heard something. It... could be nothing. This place makes a bunch of weird noises, so it was probably nothing. Yeah... Nothing to worry about... He gnaws on the quick of his nails, hissing as his teeth grazes something sensitive. Dwight was beyond anxious, he hoped you were okay... He promised that he'd protect you, and if anything happened...

"N-Nnghhh! W-Wait..!"

Okay, no that was definitely something. And... it kinda sounded like you... Dwight's eyes widen, heart skipping a beat. It was you! It had to be! Are you hurt?! Being attacked?! Or... w-was it..? He swallowed thickly cheeks flushing. He... He needs to make sure you're okay... W-Where did...?

Dwight stumbles blindly down the hallway, trying, and failing, to stay quiet. I-I just need to find her and make sure she's okay... He pauses in front of an empty classroom, straining his ears to see if he hears anything. Hmm... no..? Maybe further do-

"OHH FFUUUCK!!"

Dwight jumps, stumbling and tripping backwards into the open doorway. He falls flat on his back, groaning, but quickly scrambling back to his feet. As his hands stretched out onto the floor to support himself, his fingers bumped into something that went skidding across the floor. Something that felt familiar... No, it can't be..! Dwight groped and patted the floor, guessing what direction it went in. He heard you cry out again, sounding like you're in a neighboring room, and began to panic slightly. Fuck! Come ON I know I felt them! Where did they- THERE!

His fingers curl around a familiar plastic frame, and he hurriedly shoves them on his face, almost taking his eye out in the process. Yeah, these are definitely his, and they, somehow aren't broken. And not in the same room he lost them in... Maybe... You saw what happened and tried to give them back before...

"OHH- NGGHH..! D-Dwight...!~"

Dwight freezes. Did... did you just... He quickly stands, noticing a vault into the next room, he carefully makes his way over. I-I just need to make sure... Crouching down, he closes the distance to the opening, your voice much clearer now. Peaking into the next room, he actually does a double take, not believing what he's seeing.