Chapter 16 - God, save us

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Y/N pov


my hope was shattered as my gaze locked with the cold, murderous eyes of the monster. In that chilling moment, I realized that we had been found, and fear engulfed me entirely.

"Found you.. <3"

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The monster's colossal claw wrapped around the door, its immense strength holding it firmly in place. Behind the grotesque mask, a disgusting smirk was visible, exuding a sense of sadistic pleasure.

The seconds felt like an eternity as fear paralyzed us. In those tense moments, a slight movement caught my eye - a mere twitch in the monster's arm. Reacting instinctively, I pushed myself to the right, experiencing a sharp pain as I narrowly avoided the trap between the door, the monster, and the wall. Simultaneously, Oliver moved to the left, unintentionally placing himself in an even more dangerous position.

I barely manage to dodge it.

I barely managed to dodge its spear..

The spear is stuck where I just crouched.

The monster let out maniacal laughter, clearly amused by its attempted strike.

It's distracted.. Clutching the red fabric tightly, I seized the chance to get back on my feet. The adrenaline surged through me as I carefully approached the creature from behind, my steps calculated and silent. Oliver's wide-eyed gaze never left me or the red piece of fabric in my hands, sensing that I had a plan forming.

As the demon's laughter subsided, its attention fixed on Oliver, who was cornered against the wall with no chance of escape. The creature's free hand extended toward him, revealing its menacing intent.

"Don't struggle... I hate it when they struggle," the demon sneered, its voice dripping with malevolence. Oliver's fearful eyes met mine, silently pleading for a way out of this perilous situation. With determination, I held the red fabric firmly, preparing to take a stand against the monstrous threat before us.

With the fabric in hand, I summoned all my courage and launched myself forward, scaling the demon's back with lightning speed. I quickly covered its eyes, holding onto the ends of the cloth tightly, determined to hinder its sight and buy us some precious time.

The creature reacted with fury, trying to dislodge me with every violent movement of its massive body. Suddenly, it straightened up, slamming its head against the ceiling, hissing in pain. 


Adminst the chaos, I caught a glimpse of Oliver bravely lunging forward, kicking the demon's hand away to prevent it from grabbing the spear. The weapon fell to the ground with a clatter, creating a momentary respite from its deadly grasp.

Simultaneously, the demon attempted to rip the fabric off its eyes with its other hand. Panic surged within me as I felt the fabric cutting into my palms, my grip slipping, and the cloth starting to tear. The situation was becoming increasingly precarious, and I knew I couldn't hold on much longer.

In an instant, the demon's violent thrashing sent me hurtling forward, suspended from the fraying fabric. I found myself face to face with the malevolent creature, its eerie laughter filling the air.

"You two are more amusing than I thought," it jeered, turning its attention to Oliver. "Hmmm, who of you two am I going to kill today? The one with white hair or-" The demon's sinister words were interrupted by a sudden loud bang, and the window shattered. The fabric tore again, and I plummeted to the ground, narrowly escaping the clutches of the monster.

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