(WARNING: NIGHTMARES AND MIGHT BE A FORM OF PTSD)
Y/N's POV:
I make sure to make the bed before heading up. You should always put everything back where you found it and how you found it. I slip my shoes on and my wing coverer. I pick Paddles up and go up stairs. I place Paddles down and continue climbing out of the ladder. I suddenly fell a cold object pressing up agaisnt my neck. The room goes dark. Paddles's figure disapears. I look around the cold dark room.
"H-hello?" I stutter.
"Why, hello there, Y/N." Someone says. "It's been a while since we had a visit."
I recongize the voice. The outline of an axe to my throat starts to appear. After that, the outline of a person holding the axe.
"Quackity..." I say.
The cold axe gets pulled away from my neck. Quackity's shaded figure becomes filled in with color. His eyes are glowing white like the axe.
"What- How- Where am I?" I stutter over my words.
"No ones here, Y/N." Quackity says. He lifts the axe. "No ones here to protect you."
"No... no!" I yell. "The voices are here..." Quackity steps foward; I step back. "I really need you guys right now. Guide me..."
"There is no one here. Just us... and my axe." Quackity says.
"Guide me..." I whisper. Quackity keeps coming closer, raising his axe higher. I step back until I hit an invisble wall. "GUIDE ME." I yell at myself.
"Revenge is sweet..." Quackity says.
He raises the axe and swings it at me. I watch as the axe is about to collide to the side of my head again.
~End of Dream~
Philza's POV:
I wake up to the sound to what seems like a yelp. I sit up looking around the room. It's still night time. There's more yelping. What the heck? I get up out of bed and go down the ladder. My side seems soar so it's a little hard to move. As I get down to the main story, the yelping gets louder. Wait... Could that be Paddles? My eyes widen as I lift up the trap door to the guest bedroom. Paddles is running in circles by the ladder, yelping.
"What's wrong Paddles?" I ask. I turn on the light, dimly. Paddles runs around my feet. "What's the matter-"
I see Y/N shaking on her bed. I hurry over to her.
"Y/N?" I ask. Y/N is sleeping but shaking like crazy. What's happening? "Y/N! Wake up! Wake up!" I take the blankets off and shake her. "Come on, wake up! What's happening?"
Paddles come over by my side. I can tell they are worried. Y/N then wakes up screaming; sitting up.
"Y/N! Are you alright?" I ask frantically. "What happened? Talk to me!"
Y/N covers their ears and bends over on their knees. She's still shaking. I shake her in attempt of to get her to snap out of what ever she is doing. Paddles jumps up onto the bed and brushes up against her side. Y/N looks to her side at Paddles. I see there are tears in her eyes. Paddles goes up and licks her face. Y/N lets go off her ears. She picks up Paddles and hugs them tightly to her chest; sitting up. Can she even hear me?
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Your Dsmp Limbo (A Dsmp Story)
FanfictionIn this story, you are the main character. You go by Y/N (Your Name) and pronouns are she/her/they. In a dream, you learn about the limbo. Some say its a place where you go when you die, and others say its a place where you go to get away. But your...
