Hunger || TWST X CANNIBAL M!READER

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Running was echoing throughout the white halls as Y/N ran. Men in white coats made a quick chase, almost....experienced like. As Y/N ran, he passed by carts of medical equipment. Seeing this, he quickly knocked down trays and carts to slow their chase. He had cought some of the men who where closer to catching him. Y/N made a sharp turn around a corner and almost slammed into another man, he was wearing the same white coat as the others.

Y/N slipped around the man, pushing him to the ground and kept Running. A cold hard breath escaped Y/N mouth, steam could be seen inside the cold hallways. Y/N could see the exit doors, sun shined though the cracks. He was so close to being free, just almost there.... Y/N was a hand reach away from the doors as he was pushed harshly onto the ground. He was once again cought.

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Y/N had been sat in a white room, a bed been pushed against the corner while a desk sat just across from it. This was Y/N's room. He has had almost all of his things taken away from the constant trying to run and biting the staff. They let him keep a mirror right above the foot of his bed though.

Y/N sat underneath his desk, one of the only places where they can't see him. He was picking part the wall. Y/N's sharp nails scraped the wall as particles of white fell down to the ground. He kept scraping the wall until he heard the footsteps across the hall. Y/N looked at the large metal door that separates him from others. It had many dents and scratches in it, all from his first time being put here.

The metal door unlocked, then there was silence. During this moment Y/N listened for anymore sounds to determine who it was... Nothing?
Y/N turned his body to face the door then slowly pulled his body towards it. As he crawled over he listened for any sudden movements but heard none. He finally got to the door and listened close by putting his ear to the door. Once he did this he could hear whispering. Nothing was legible though.

Soon he heard someone put their hand on the door so he quickly but hopefully quietly went back to his spot under the desk. The door opened to a trey that sat on the ground. Y/N watched the door frame for a few moments before decided to just see what would happen. He stood up and as silently as he could walked to the door. Y/N looked both ways outside the door before quickly grabbing his try and backing away. He set the trey on the table as the door shut behind him, a locking sound could be heard before the sound of footsteps walking away. It was only 1 pair of steps. Someone must be staying behind.

Y/N sat down onto the ground infront of his desk. Using the desk leg as a back rest, he grabbed the trey and looked at the contents filling it. It was a weird beige like soup with chunks of who knows what in it and a cup of dark red liquid. Y/N set the trey down onto the ground and grabbed the paper like bowl, hands sat on both sides of the bowl has he lifted it up to his mouth. He tipped the bowl so the soup inside would go into his mouth. Just as the strange beige soup touched his lips, Y/N felt how cold it was. Ice cold. He mentally prepared himself as the soup slipped down his throat.

Y/N gagged as he swallowed, The chucks where small enough to let him swallow them whole but big enough it felt choking. Y/N didn't even get though 1/3 of the strange soup before he gagged harshly and threw up to the left of him. The bowl was spilled as he coughed up the foreign liquid. As his coughing went down he grabbed the cap with the dark read liquid inside and tipped it into him mouth. As the dark liquid slowly slid down into Y/N's mouth, the taste of iron filled his taste buds. He quickly downed the cup of thick liquid then scooted back into the corner. Tears threatened to spill over as Y/N curled into himself.

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It was silent inside the room, except for the small breathing of Y/N. After a few more moments of silence the slight sound of a bell could be heard. Y/N, who was soundly sleeping, awoke to the small bell sound. He looked around before noticing his trey was cleaned up and gone, before Y/N could stress about someone coming into his room he caught the sight of a faint green light pouring from the mirror that hung above the foot of Y/N's bed.

Y/N slowly crawled out from underneath his desk and slowly made his way onto the foot of his bed. A small whisper came from the mirror as Y/N got to it. He couldn't make up what it said but a hand came from the darkness of the mirror. Y/N watched as the hand came out of the Mirror and slowly placed itself infront of him. Without thinking his own hand reached out to this hand of darkness and clasped it. It had been gentle as it pulled Y/N into the dark. At this time the whispering took control and soothed the small boy. Y/N succumbed to the warm darkness......

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I hope you enjoyed this first chapter!

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This first chapter is shorter then what I usually do.

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I do try to make my chapters 2,000 words long so this is very short to me.

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