DISCONTINUED
Y/n was browsing through clownillustration.com one evening, when they stumbled across something peculiar. Upon waking up the next day, they weren't in a familiar place, they were in a new home. Read to find out if this supposedly friend...
Over the past few days, Y/n has been strangely indulged in this new website called "Welcome Home." They don't know exactly why, but ever since they found the page through TikTok/Youtube, they've just become obsessed with it.
Maybe it's the colorful characters or the drawing style they were intrigued by, but whatever it is, they should have stayed away from it while they could. It all started one evening when Y/n was scrolling through the guest book page on their laptop and laughing and smiling at the different comments that were made.
They came across one comment that was rather odd... it seemed to be specifically addressed to them. They were puzzled as they had never wrote a comment for the guest book. The comment read "Y/n L/n, we need your help. You're the only one who can stop them."
Y/n raised an eyebrow and moved their mouse over the word them to see a website linked to it. With curiosity, they clicked on it and were brought to a blank page. They tried to click out of it, but to their dismay, they couldn't. Y/n sighed in frustration and was about to close the laptop, when the screen started to glitch out.
Y/n focused on the screen with curiosity and began to feel the hairs on the back of their neck going up. Suddenly, the screen turned black and a few words appeared. Won't you be my neighbor, dear Y/n? Y/n felt like they were being watched and quickly slammed the laptop closed.
They stood off of their desk chair and went to get some water and splash it against their face, in case they were dreaming. They walked over to their fridge and began to fill up their water when they glanced over at a clock to see 3:33 a.m. "D*mn, that late already?"
Their glass filled to the top and they splashed it against their face and placed the cup onto the counter. "Yep- definitely not dreaming." They sighed and rubbed their eyes as a headache started to form. With a groan, they reached into the medicine cabinet and grabbed the ibuprofen, before taking some with water.
Y/n placed the ibuprofen back into the cabinet, before making their way back to their bedroom. They arrived shortly and were about to collapse on their bed when they noticed their laptop was opened. "What the f*ck-" They rubbed their eyes as their headache worsened.
Y/n started to feel dizzy as they wearily glanced at the screen and read, see you soon, neighbor. That was the last thing they saw before passing out. Little did they know what was in store for them when they would wake up.
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Author's note: Hey guys! I wrote this on the whim lol- is it alright so far? I have a few ideas of where I wanna go with this story! Hope you have a good day/night!
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