¢håþ†êr lðåÐïñg...
lðåÐïñg ¢ðmþlê†ê.
~✩~✩~
THE GIRL DECIDES THAT SHE WASN'T DEALING WITH THIS, AND RAN.
Huffing, nearly out of breath, she finds a cupboard. "Please," she whispers, her usually melodious voice ragged as she dashes towards it. She was ever so relieved. Maybe... she could survive this run! She was almost to Door 30. That was the near the end, wasn't it?
But she was too late. He was too quick. Or was it a she?
"You can't run," a deep voice murmurs, pulling her back ever so softly by her fluttering, silver blazer- which promptly slips off her shoulders- then grabbing her by the waist. "You should've hid."
The girl winces, avoiding eye contact- definitely a he, she thinks. Her light, beige hair curls around her pale face like a curtain, offering protection. Her now-visible, loose, viridian turtleneck is slightly dirty. She has on fitted, black jeans and pull-on boots reaching to the middle of her shins- which were matching her poor blazer laying on the floor.
"Look at me," the person suddenly spins her around and grabs her chin, pulling up the shaken grey eyes to meet his own. A piercing white iris, accompanied with an unusually dark sclera made this unknown, hooded individual particularly striking. He decides to tease her and smirks, showing off sharp teeth. His face is smudged with something that looks like ash. "Don't you remember me?"
"I know you," she grit her teeth.
"Why don't you call my name then?" he chuckles, a low sound which sent shivers up her spine.
"Of course. Why not," she finally gives in and looks up at the man. Outfitted in a grey robe held together by a belt, he stands tall and imposing. His face, framed by ashen locks of hair pulled in a low pony tail, dares her to speak. She hesitates. Only a moment though. And then she says:
"Ŗ̶̛̞̞̦̮̝̰̭̪͗́̈̀́̔͆͜u̸̩̝̺̜̮̹̾̃̇̾̾͆s̵̠̼͖̻̘̎́̽̉̏̂̉̚͝ḩ̵͇̳̣͈͚͍̬̙̮̎͂̾̉̋̾̔̀͘.̸̛̞̣̝̣̜͈̙̉́͋̈́̔̀̚"
And then she is in the familiar darkness of the void.
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So... how was it? *anxious*
Ehehe, I'm really going to enjoy writing this just for my sake! It's going to be so much fun~
{edit: I added art to the top of the chapter kekeke~ it is my own- please don't steal art, you should credit- and ask me over here if you wanna use it somewhere!!}
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The Hotel
Macera[DOORS FANFICTION] She is an investigator. An investigator of the dark, of the spiritual, of the angels and demons, of secrets. She is a cryptozoologist. This hotel... this place was the closest she could get to that world. An old rumor. She enters...
