Trick And Kill~~Jeff The Killer X Reader X Eyeless Jack

Chapter 44 Cirque Des Damnés Part #2

A/N: Hey lovely people!!! I hope you enjoyed the last chapter and that you are mentally prepared for this one ^_^ I had real fun writting this one, so you can expect many things!! XD Also, for readers that are sensitive to suggestive content, I will put a line for you to avoid the triggering scene, but other than that, you have been warned! Anyways, cant wait to hear your thoughts!! Love ya all <3

After the warning the little girl gave them, the memory starts to crumble once again around them. Your desperate screams soon fade from their ears and the bloody basement soon disappears as the memory crumbles, breaking as if it was made from the most fragile glass and the killers are left to stand inside the complete darkness. Lots of questions were passing through and each of their minds, questions that wavered among how they would ever be able to save you from all this torture that you've gone through, only to bury yourself deep inside your own subconscious in order to protect what was left from your sane self. And Liu and his friends surely didn't make it easy for you to recover.

   Then there were the guilt that was washing over the killers. The guilt over the fact that they had allowed these monstrous things to happen to you, to the little and fragile you, the girl that always smiled the brightest inside the Creepypasta household. The girl that had stolen EJ's and Jeff's heart from the very first moment she smiled at them, the girl that was Toby's best friend and partner in crime with all his pranks to the other Pasta and the girl that was Slenderman's beloved daughter with the far superior evasive ability, that Slenderman had ever witnessed. Why hadn't they protected you more? Why had they allowed these entire things to happen to you?

  But the most dreadful question among all the others that formed inside their minds, the question that threw them all on edge and prepared them for anything, was one simple one: What other things did they put you through?

   They didn't need the strong vibration under their feet to start echoing, becoming stronger and stronger to know what was going on. They found it only inevitable to continue down the path of torture, deeper down inside your crumbled and scarred mind. They were entering the third veil: the Acquired Character.

  The killers braced themselves for the next memory to pop up inside your mind. Who knew what hellish thing would they come across this time, a thing that made Jeff want to lock you up in his room and never allow anyone to set his eyes on you and EJ to want to hug you till the end of all time, till everything known comes to an end. But this time, nothing happened. For many minutes that seemed like ages that passed them by, nothing happened, as they remained standing inside the darkness of your mind, looking around the endless night with curiosity.

  ~What the f*ck is happening? Why isn't da next memory loadin'?~ Jeff wondered out loud.

  ~Are we not on the third veil already? The Acquired character, where the secrets and thoughts lie. Maybe the memory takes a little longer to form?~

 ~Children, the memories are present. Raise your heads and take a look above.~ Slenderman's voice echoes like a faint static noise inside the killers heads.

  In his words, the three teenagers exchange looks of curiosity, before they raise their heads towards what they thought was the ceiling. What awaited them there, left them weak on their knees and unable to comprehend what they were looking at.

  At what seemed to be the ceiling of this veil inside the mind, existed a breathtaking flower pattern.

 No, no, it wasn't just a normal flower pattern that adorned the ceiling; it was actual flowers that hang loosely from the ceiling, their buds facing towards the now silent killers, as they gazed them from afar. All of them seemed to be created from the very same white shade, the same white energy that illuminated the place softly around them, giving the beautiful flower pattern an eerie, haunting white glow, that was only heightened by the movement of the said flowers. The buds and vines were moving nonchalantly against each other, others brighter and others much darker, either expanding or condensing on the dark ceiling, covering it almost from inch to inch, with small star-like dust glowing and disappearing among their leaves. The flowers where none other than surprise lilies, or if one prefers, resurrection lilies. They adorned the ceiling and flourished as if it was the actual sky of this veil, as if you looked up in any other normal case, your gaze would meet with the breathtaking flowers, instead of the blue, clear sky.