Guiltless insanity

chapter 1: the attic man calls

Third person POV

Oh god she can't believe that silly wish really worked...that is just unbelievable. But here she was, in the sorority house from Black Christmas, with Billy Lenz in the attic and Brahms Heelshire in the walls. This was almost a dream come true. Then she heard the phone ring. Instantly she knew who this was.

Knowing to pick up the phone to avoid angering him, she quickly walk to the phone and pick up. Waiting for the monstrous noises to happen, then, they did.

She knew this man was clinically insane, she always thought that the girls in the movie were overreacting when they heard the noises but it seems they weren't. She was also disgusted and slightly creeped out.

This man was making every noise possible, pig noises, the sound of a baby crying, yelling, everything possible that could come from a human mouth. He was snorting, yelping, screaming, she even had to move the old phone away from her ear at one point because it was just incredibly disturbing.

The noises lasted a good ten minutes, this man just wouldn't quit. Billy was really making it hard for her not to hang up the call.

It was like pure hell. She was beginning to regret this.

He finally spoke.

"Jess...it's me...it's me Billy...remember me..?"
This seemed amusing to her. He thought she was Jess. The protagonist of his movie. She soon spoke in reply.
"Sorry Billy. I'm not Jess."
Her voice was as calm as she could muster, doing her very best to actually manage to speak normally.

Billy seemed taken aback. Confused. Genuinely bewildered by that. He soon spoke once more, his voice deeper, more threatening.
"Don't play these games with Billy...I know it's you Jess..."
It seems he was in denial, not convinced. He didn't believe Y/N.

Sighing tiredly, she spoke. She wanted him to believe her but she knew it'd be difficult.
"I'm not Jess Billy. I'm Y/N."
She spoke honestly, calmly, as peacefully as she could while internally panicking because this was a literal killer she never thought she'd meet, the wish she made was just a silly one, she didn't ever think that it'd actually come true. She didn't even know the figure existed before this.

Upon realising the differences in the tone from Jess and the different sounding voice, he slowly began realising it indeed wasn't Jess.
"Y/N...? Who're you? Where's Jess?"
Billy sounded genuinely confused as he spoke, he had broken out of whatever trance he was in for a split second, his voice sounding innocent before going back to intimidating when he asked where Jess was.

Y/N soon spoke, doing her best to come up with a possible explanation as to why Jess and the other girls were no longer present and why she was there instead.
"So uh...the girls sold the home to me and now I live here, Billy. Why are you asking?"
She knew the answer to her question already, but she knew she had to play dumb in order to not cause him to have an existential crisis.

Instead of actually answering her, he laughed loudly before saying,
"I guess I'll keep you around a bit..I'm Billy.."
He spoke in his usual voice this time, not any other voices, just his own voice.
She was glad to be able to survive, even if just for a little longer, the line then cut off, he hung up first. A good sign.

She let out a small sigh of relief. She was really glad to have kept her clothes, it was quite cold and a large dark green turtle neck with a black leather corset belt really helped keep her warm in the house. She needed to get used to this. And quick.

She also realised something else strange...she had a singular mark on her wrist, a plain black line in the shape of a small rectangle. This was a sign that she had died once.

It was an unexpected change, but not unwelcome either. She just wasn't sure how to feel about it.
The rest was the same as before.

She then remembers about the man in the walls and also the fact that Billy is extremely stealthy and knows how to sneak up on people. She needed to become aware of her surroundings a lot more. She had to remind herself this isn't her world anymore, she must be more careful where ever she goes in order to simply avoid certain death. Luckily... the figure didn't tell her about the bonus feature they added...the feature that made the characters become more and more obsessive as time goes by...

She still can't believe it's only been a few hours and she's already spoken to Billy Lenz himself. She wondered what he was doing right now but after some careful consideration, she decides she doesn't want to know. He was likely in the attic chilling, planning his next appearance or sneaking around the house trying to see what this strange new person looked like.

The second option made her feel a little insecure, despite her recent rise in confidence. She would definitely be happier with the first option but then again he may be doing none of those things or both of those things at once. This was one of his traits that she liked about him, but despised in this situation.

He was stealthy, mysterious and unpredictable, this made him have the upper hand. The same as Brahms, the man within the walls. No one actually ever saw them, meaning no one knew what they were planning and when they were going to execute the plan. Billy however enjoys teasing his victims, tormenting them with his calls, each time they get more and more disturbing if she remembered correctly. She really had to get mentally prepared for this.
She decided to go back to her room, wanting nothing but to rest and go back to sleep. So she did...unaware of the danger lurking behind her...

??? POV

I followed her back to the room she woke up in, she immediately as soon as she hit the pillow fell asleep. This made studying her so, so much easier.
I walked slowly to her bedside. Her face was...so peaceful...I'll just have to see if I really do like her enough to keep her..
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Hello! This is a future edit, I didn't like how I originally wrote this chapter so I decided to alter a section of it a bit and change how I wrote Billy after some consideration, and also to help the plotline :')
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