Woes...[Mandela Catalogue x Child reader]

Two..new people

As you sat in your mother's room; her corpse hanged from the ceiling, swaying from left and right, in a motion that would make you feel hypnotized; you sniffled and shook, you saw the horrifying shadow In the corner of the room, its eyes glowed while it body matched the darkness surrounding the room.

It smiled at you in a mocking way; you made direct eye contact with it, shaking from the cold and from fear, "What do you want..?" You demanded softly, it didnt respond and just looked at you, the slightest movement can tick it off at any moment; you stared at it for a while, your lip is bleeding from when you were always picking the skin off of it, you then heard footsteps; it was your Father, you can hear things being knocked down and broken.

He opened the door, he had a beer bottle in his hand; his bloodshot eyes looked at you, then your mother; he stumbled over his feet and walked towards her corpse, "H-Honey? Are y-you gonna make D-dinner?" He asked the lifeless body, nothing...he cleared his throat and took your mother's corpse down, laying it on her bed.

Your parents had separate rooms; your mother was....unstable, she didnt believe in the alternate, and she ignored the T.H.I.N.K principal; any Alternate she saw, she just ignored the warnings and socialized with them. Your Father, was very afraid of her, despite him trying to get her help, she refused and even gas lighted and threw stuff at him.

Your mother then left dangerous stuff near you ever since you were a baby; she couldnt care less if there was a gun or a knife within your reach, your father tried to keep you away from her, he would call the police, or try to file a restraining order; but your mother always found a way to bypass those things.

Your Father then started drinking, he tried his best not to reflect your mother's behavior, but he couldn't overcome the feeling of alcohol, you'd sit in the same room, and he'd be passed out, or he would ask if you want a sip, but your response was "Mommy said not to drink those things.." then you turned away.

Now, your father kissed your mother cheek, he started crying as she stroked her hair; he then looked at you with sadness, he didnt notice the alternate standing behind him, raising its claw, "Father!" You yelled out, but the alternate mauled him before you can move; as you saw your father's face being, torn apart, organs fell out on the bed, his eye sockets were completely lifeless, black holes replaced his eyeballs, his lumps were almost departing.

You stood there, traumatized; the alternate looked at you, walking towards you, it made noises that you couldnt understand what they were saying, it raised its claw at you, making certain movements that are signs to tell you to run, but you couldnt.

-THUMP- 

You fell onto the floor, your eyes were closed; your body was going pale as blood escaped from it; police sirens were getting closer, your pulse was still beating, the alternate disappeared when it went through the window.

Footsteps can be heard as they went throughout the house; the officer held his gun close as he looked for any signs of life, he then went upstairs as he heard faint crying; he looked around, but he saw the a door was open, he went through cautiously, he then looked at your breathing body, your parents were....on the brink of decaying and rotting.

You shook as you felt nothing but pain throughout your body, you slowly looked around, blood was seeping through your hair, you then saw someone's feet; gasping, you tried to get and crawl away, but hands stopped you, "Ruth! I found a kid!" A male voice called out, another set of footsteps were heard and they went up the stairs, " A kid?" A female voice questioned, you then felt yourself being picked up, you looked at the man with blood covering your eyelashes, making your vision red.

The woman named Ruth, looked at you with pity; you groaned in pain as you slowly lifted your hand, but it was stopped when Ruth softly placed it in her own hand, "Hello little one...what's your name?" She asked kindly, you looked at her, you squinted and then closed your eyes as you said; "Y/N....." you said quietly, but Ruth can hear, "Their name is Y/N..." Ruth told the male police officer, he hummed and looked at you, "My name Thatcher...Thatcher Davis, we are going to get you out here" you nodded, you then felt yourself being moved from the room, due to Thatcher holding you; you then felt cold air.