Guiltless insanity

Prologue

Third person POV

She thought this was to be a typical day for her. It started off as usual, wake up at 7 am, brush her teeth, take a shower, eat breakfast and go back to writing her book. She was an author, writing a horror book, she already absolutely adored true crime and horror movies and books, so why not write her own?

She watched classic slasher movies in her free time as much as she could, they helped with her book quite a lot, hell she was on the last chapter today because of how helpful the the movies were, she was ready to publish.

Y/N was watching all of her favourite slasher films as she finished her last chapter of her book, ready to send the pages to her publisher, which was also her best friend, but deciding to celebrate first.

She watched The Boy, then Black Christmas, Halloween, Friday 13th, and the first scream movie, before putting on a dark green turtle neck, a black leather corset belt, black jeans that were tight at the waist but loose on her legs, and a black trench coat with a dark green beanie and then put on her combat boots, taking her book pages and heading off to her publisher.

She stopped to get a coffee first though, her appointment wasn't until 3pm, so she had the rest of her morning and a bit of her afternoon free. She ordered an iced mocha coffee as she usually does, taking her order, paying at the till then walking out of the shop and to a near by park.

She was always calm in every situation, but when comfortable, she'd be a little more welcome to showing emotions. Not always of course, if she always showed emotion around them, they better consider themselves lucky because she needs to love, truly love someone to do that, and she always had a hard time falling in love, so she knew that when she fell, she would fall alright.

She would fall hard.

She always wanted to meet the slashers in person. She thought they were cool and a little misunderstood, she knew she wouldn't ever change them, she did like them the way they were, she just thought it'd be cool to meet them in real life. So there she was, listening to her favourite song and wishing she could live in a world with the slashers, she knew it was silly, but it wouldn't hurt to wish...right?

She sipped her coffee, sitting on a park bench, before whispering her wish as there was no one in the park yet.
'Please, if there really is someone up there, send me to a world where the slashers I know are real, I'd really like to meet them I know this is dumb because they'd likely just kill me on sight but I would really like it if my wish came true. I don't care how painful it would be to get there.'

She felt really stupid, whispering a wish in the park like that, but she still did, hoping that someone would hear her and grant her wish...little did she know someone up above did hear her, granting it, but only when she gets hurt or killed she will get taken there...but luckily the god had already twisted fate to grant her wish before her interview with the publisher...

They had even added an extra little...bonus for when they get transported for being so polite.

Now all the girl had to do was wait and her fate would soon be met with a...unfortunate end.

She continued sipping her coffee, before finding the cup was now empty. She checked the time. 2:20pm. She should start heading over to her interview now, considering that the place they were meeting was pretty far away, she decided to take a shortcut. Her first mistake. Walking through the alleyway, she then got out of the other end of the alleyway. The only thing left to do was cross the street.

(TRIGGER WARNING!!! GORE!!!)

She took one step.
Then two.
Now she was on the road.
Three steps.
Four steps.
Fi-
...She then found herself on the ground. Rippling, red liquid pooling out from her wounds, she looked down...oh god she looked down... her tibia was poking out of her calf, completely broken, she looked at her stomach, shards of glass embedded deep into the soft tissue, ribs broken and poking out of her shirt, she then looked at her chest... a large piece of glass lodged into her sternum. Her hair sticky from the blood pouring down her face and from her lips.

Screams surrounded her, but all she could hear was a strange ringing noise, blocking out all of the noise and havoc from the people surrounding her. Her vision was blurring, black dots soon coming into her vision before soon dying from the blood loss.

(GORE END)

Strangely, she opened her eyes, finding herself...floating?
She looked around, everything was white. Except there were no walls. This wasn't a room. This was an empty space. She then saw someone standing near her.

The god said,
"I heard your wish and decided to grant it, you were polite during the process, I just had to grant your wish. I apologise about the pain. It was the only way. Don't worry, I have already healed your wounds, leaving no scars, repaired and cleaned your clothes as well. If you'd like, you can be transported now?"
The god spoke kindly, genuinely, with a soft tone.

Then the girl finally spoke back, replying to her question politely.
"Thank you..? If possible, can I be taken? I just want to try and settle in. I'm sorry for cutting the meeting so short."
The god replied almost immediately in the same kind tone.

"Of course, don't worry I understand your emotions, I shall send you there now, be careful in there...you should also make sure to not go in the attic and walls alright?"

The girl immediately knew who she was going to meet first. Billy lenz or Brahms Heelshire. Her personal favourites.
The girl then smiled softly. Thanking the god for their kindness.

"Thank you...so much."
The god then replied.
"You're very welcome. Goodbye now!"

The girl didn't have a chance to say goodbye before she was taken out of the space...instead waking up in a specific sorority house. Still dressed in the clothes she had died in, but they were stainless and unripped. Her wounds also healed without a scar. Turns out the figure really was telling the truth. She was now in a universe with her all time favourite slashers. Her dream come true...