Lethean (William Afton X Reader)

彡[ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 16: ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇꜱ]彡

The voices are getting louder and louder...

I locked my door once more and took off my red turtleneck, revealing the red-stained bandages. I took the same nightgown I tried on earlier and wore it for my comfort. Untying the knot was difficult with one hand, resulting in me forcefully pulling the whole wrap down my arm. I felt my skin going along as I ripped the old wrappings off me, and boy did it hurt.

While wrapping the new bandages, there were roars of whispers circling around me. I couldn't make out what they were saying but there were 9 different voices. I wanted to ignore them again for the night, so I grabbed my bag to take out all the things I need. As usual, I had my earphones plugged in both ears, blasting "Where is My Mind", and hugged the plush tightly to my chest, forcing myself to go into a dreamless slumber, and I did.

🎶With your feet on the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind?

Be that as it may, it wasn't a dreamless one.

Instead, I was pulled into the depths of my subconsciousness, imposed to replay all of the crimes that I had done in the past. The moment I re-opened my eyes, I saw blood on my hands. The scent of death and tragedy lingered in the air. This was my doing. These were the events that molded my very being today.

I first found myself on a balcony of a high-rise building. Ah, what a familiar place, the apartment unit of a girl I used to know; my first victim. She was right in front of me, a 17-year-old high school student who tried pushing me off the bridge after accusing me of being her boyfriend's "side-chick". The girl had no eyes, only a black void to fill in those sockets of hers and her emotion right now were clear as day; anger and jealousy. I had no control over my actions in this lucid nightmare, but we were pushing each other off her balcony. Latterly, I grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her off. And did I forget to mention that her unit is located on the 20th floor? Police thought of it as suicide because of her notes that were found in her bedroom.

Several hands took hold of my body and dragged me down the floor, now onto another set of scenery. It was my own apartment this time, and once I saw the clock near my bed, I knew right away what this was. My second victim; was a 20-year-old college student who barged into my apartment in an attempt to steal money. I was on my bed, lying down when I heard objects falling on the floor and then felt a sharp cutter on my throat. Without control again, I punched his stomach and snatched the cutter off his hand. I didn't want to use his flimsy cutter, so this body of mine trudged to the kitchen and seized the largest knife I had. With him groaning on the floor of my hallway, I stabbed him in the chest without difficulty.  He managed to step outside of my apartment, still with a knife jabbed in his chest but he was found on the apartment staircase the next day, dropped dead. Apparently, he was accused of robbing multiple convenience stores as reported in the news.

It was yet another time to get pulled out from this date, and so I was, with another set of hands now pulling me up the ceiling. As soon as my body went past the ceiling, the gravity shifted, and instead of being pulled down by it, I floated face flat onto a concrete road that was upside down. These ghosts are surely playing with me. The third victim and fourth victim; were an 18-year girl and a 19-year-old boy who tried to commit murder "just for fun". I got up and wiped the black concrete powder from my face as if it did happen in the past. My past self was walking home when two people dragged me inside a white large van. The two tried to tie my feet first which is a mistake in the kidnapping. The boy had a pocketknife inside his polo and the girl had a metal baseball bat right next to her. I grabbed the baseball bat and smashed it onto their heads. The back of the van was dripping with their blood so I went to the driver's seat and abandoned the vehicle in a junkyard straight ahead. Their bodies were found 3 days later and it was reported that they were involved in a fire accident before.