♡ DEAD BY DAYLIGHT || ONE SHOTS ♡

Hushed || GhostFace (Remake/Remastered)

Note from yours truly:
This is a remake of one of my more popular one-shot, Ghostface. How ever, I feel like I wrote it the way I wanted and I wasn't keeping to Danny's character. So here is the remastered version of my most popular fiction on here.

Enjoy ;)

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You didn't have a chance to get your barrings, you hopped over a window and ducted down out of view of the killer.

Ghostface, he was quite a difficult killer to face in Trials, especially now. You where on your way to save Jane off of a hook before he came walking back to the hook, checking if you where there.

You hastily sped walked away, as to not leave any sign that you where there. That's where you are now, clenching you chest, your plams sweaty, your head spinning.

You where officially the last survivor in this Trial, and you had to find hatch. You shook yourself and stood up, peeking behind the window to see if he was there.

Clear.

You slowly vault the window, the ground of the Auto haven crunching delightful against your shoes. You slowly made your way out of the shack, you walked as you kept your senses sharp and your ears wide for hearing.

You walked into the Gas station, the bell chiming as you step on the wire into the building, you look up at the bell and give it an annoyed look.

"Shut it.." you whisper, acting like the bell is an actual living thing, you look around one of the shelves, trying to listen to that whooshing sound.

You look behind you through the gas stations window and see him starting to walk towards the building.

"Fuck!" You harshly whisper to yourself. You quickly move behind the cashier counter and duck down, covering your mouth.

You hear the sound of that small bell chime again, hearing the gentle sounds of pieces of his cloak floating around.

You hear him stop moving, the sounds of his footsteps stopping, did he leave? You play a risky move and turn to face the counter. You take your hand off your mouth and place your fingers above the counter and lift yourself eye level to see anything.

He didn't leave. As soon as you raise yourself up, you see him across the counter, looking down at you. He tilts his head to the left and gives you a tiny wave.

He places both of his hands on the counter and lifts himself upon the counter, he couches on the counter before completing standing up, keeping his masked face on you.

You stubble away from the counter, terrified, you back hits the close wall from behind the counter, you look to your right and see the exit out from the counter and start to move there.

Before you could start anything, he jumps down towards you, taking a few steps towards you, he didn't do anything however. He didn't push you down, slash you, nothing.

You tilt your head up towards his mask as he continued getting closer to you, the semi lower half of his abdomen brushing against your chest, you've never be so closed to him without him lifting you over his shoulder.

He puts his shoulders back and continues to look down at you, his masked still tilted to the side. You had no idea what he was doing, was he just fucking with you?