1522-2022 (Redacted Asmr Horror Fanfic)

𝓥𝓸𝓵 003

 ''Alright, Darlin', how do you feel now?'' Sam said drying Darlin' off. Sam fed (with some left-over chicken that he had) and washed the black dog. Their tail was wagging now. Sam smiled scratching behind their ears. 

''Come on. let's go hit the hay for a bit, we deserve a bit of rest,'' Sam told Darlin' picking up the towel. Sam walked out of the room and walked down the steps into the basement. Darlin' followed closely behind. Sam dropped the towel in a placed washing solution. Darlin' started growling at something.

 ''Whatcha' growling at?'' Sam asked putting the towel to wash. He felt Darlin' step in front of him and they kept growling. Sam looked at Darlin', it was just growling at the darker space in the basement. Sam walked up the basement stairs, and Darlin' followed right after him. Sam walked up the main steps to his room and opened the door. Darlin' stopped in front of the door. Sam looked back and a solemn smile.

 ''Come inside, Darlin' you're okay to come inside the room,'' Sam said sitting on the bed. Darlin' hesitated and came inside also closed the door behind them. 

 ''Did you train yourself to do that?'' Sam asked not expecting an answer. Darlin' barked in response. Sam flinched back a little and smiled.

 ''Guess that's a yes,'' Sam said laying fully in the bed. Darlin' circled on the floor on the side of the bed and laid down. ''See you in a bit, Darlin', '' Sam said covering the majority of his face with his hat.

 Time past an hour passed, and Sam was out like a light. Darlin' was still awake on high alert, something was here. 

A creak broke the silence. Darlin' raised their head from their paws. A couple creaks and then shuffling (or maybe even running) happened, then stopped right in front of Sam's bedroom door. 

Darlin' growled at the door slightly. Then another creak, then silence. Darlin' decided to go check it out. They unshifted from their ''dog'' form. They had renaissance era clothes on. They went to Sam's drawers, and found a white tank top, and a pair of black jeans.

 ''I guess this is the new fashion, for this era,'' Darlin' whispered looking at the clothes. They heard more creaks. They stripped and hid the renaissance clothes but kept on their undergarments. 

They slid on the tank top and looked at themselves in the mirror. Burn marks, axe marks from the murder from the Solaire home, and many more for another time.

 They looked away from the mirror, then slid on the jeans. The pants were kind of big on them, but they found a belt. They opened the door quietly and left the door open a little to make it look like that they left the room. 

They walked down the hallway barefoot. Their ears twitched (their tail was out of the pants and with authors notice there was no hole in the pants for the tail). 'Darlin' walked down farther down the hallway, then stopped when they heard crying from a closet. They stopped and turned to the closet where the crying was coming from. 

''I know, you're not human, and I know you're not Mrs. Solaire,'' 'Darlin' snarled at the thing was crying. The crying stopped when 'Darlin' came to the door. 'Darlin' leaned into the door and placed their ear to the door. 

They felt a tug on the back of their shirt. 

 They turned around but nothing was there. They heard running down the hall where Sam's room is. 'Darlin' ran and skidded down the hall. They looked down the hall and the door to Sam's room slammed shut.

 'Darlin' ran to the door and tried the doorknob. In the room a darkness was looming over Sam and getting ready to pounce. 'Darlin' rammed themselves into the door and snarled at the door. The darkness knew that their time was shorting, so they had to do what they needed to do for its master. It touched Sam's chest, and Sam breathed in abruptly. 'Darlin' shifted and howled. Sam groaned. 

The darkness's time was up. It didn't finish the job, yet. Sam moved his hat out of the way and rubbed his eyes. Darlin' kept howling until Sam came to the door. Darlin' was whining when Sam came to the door. '

'How the hell did you lock yourself out?'' Sam asked scratching Darlin's ears. Darlin' grabbed Sam's wrist by their jaws.

 ''Woah, woah, what are you doin'?'' Sam asked being pulled by Darlin'. Darlin' pulled him back to bed. ''Okay, okay, alright I'll get back to sleep,'' Sam said going back on the bed. Darlin' jumped on the bed and climbed on top of Sam. ''You gettin' some sleep, too?'' Sam rubbed Darlin's head. 

They huffed and nuzzled their face underneath his chin. ''Alright, we'll sleep till' 12, because Vincent checks in at that time,'' Sam said placing his hat on the bedside table. He closed his eyes and dozed off. Darlin' felt the darkness back in the room. Darlin' started growling again, and Sam moved a little.

 ''What's the matter, Darlin'?'' Sam asked his eyes still closed. Darlin' slightly howled a little, to try to tell Sam nothing was wrong. The darkness took control. It made Darlin' float and threw them to the wall. Darlin' whined loudly that caused Sam to sit up and look around. 

 The lights blew out, and the room was completely dark (because there was no window in the room). 

''Darlin' are you okay?'' Sam asked the black dog. Darlin' was quiet then started barking, then Sam heard the closet fling open. Darlin' whined and sounded like they were being dragged. Sam's eyes adjusted, Darlin' was being dragged, by a shadow figure. 

''Darlin'! '' Sam got up but a force pushed him back down on the bed. Darlin' whined and barked, then the closet door slammed shut. Sam tried to say something, but it felt like his voice was ripped out of him. He saw white eyes but a shadow like body. He felt his body cool, and his head race. He felt stuck when the thing came closer. 

No, no, no, no, he felt trapped just like what happened with Alexis. The thing loomed over him. Sam's body was shaking, and his ears were buzzing. The thing opened its mouth and it dropped and dropped to the floor. 

 Sam's eyes widened and his body tensed up. The thing screamed, and the lights started flashing. Sam looked around frantically, then closed his eyes. His chest; heaving, his body; shaking tremendously. 

He opened his eyes, and the thing was on top of him and its eyes staring right into his. Sam screamed and covered his face. Nothing happened, Sam slowly uncovered his face. It wasn't there anymore, and the lights were on. He sat up in the bed his body still shaking from that experience. 

Darlin' was scratching at the closet door, and also whining at it as well. It wasn't a dream. Sam stood up with shaking legs, that was probably scariest moment of his life, even worse than Alexis. He opened the closet door than fell to the ground. Darlin' whined and nudged Sam's shoulder.

 Sam looked at Darlin' with horrified eyes. Darlin' sat down and whined. Sam placed his face into Darlin's chest and wrapped his arms around them.

 Sam closed his eyes. The image flashed through his head. Sam gasped and hugged Darlin' harder. Darlin' placed their long arms over Sam's shoulder (they have a wolf like body). 

''What in the name of Jesus Christ was that?'' Sam asked himself with tears forming in his eyes. Darlin' had a howl in their throat as an answer. 

Sam just held onto Darlin' and didn't let go.

Little did he know that was only the beginning.