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'See how I circle,
Imaginary mind, imaginary lines
Let the maze of my design carry you on
See how I fly away'

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3rd person pov

"You must be Y/n and Norman" The older gentleman spoke with his stern accent as he peered above the twins.

"No shit" Y/n fake gasped holding her hand to her chest. "I always thought I was Easter Bunny and he was the Tooth Fairy" She pointed over to her brother who looked down at his feet trying to hide the small smile on his lips.

"Mhm I see you've got quite a spirit" The man said pursing his lips. "Well my dear that will soon change" The anticipation in the air made the siblings throat clench as they looked at each other wearily, not knowing what they had signed up to. "I have such grand plans for the pair of you".

"Be brave my darlings, and do everything he says" Isabella whispered as she crouched down to the children she had always seen as her own. She placed a soft kiss on each of their heads and smiled warmly at them. "Just remember" She took a deep breathe stroking a strand of Y/n's hair behind her ear. "Remember I love you" The motherly figure spoke with honestly and for the first time in weeks Y/n looked at the raven haired woman and saw the mother she loved stare back at her.

"It was a honour serving you Mr Peter Ratri" Isabella said although Y/n noticed the change in tone in her voice compared to when she just spoke towards her. It was robotic. Cold even. Like how she had spoken the day of Conny's death. Ratri nodded in her direction as the woman walked away from the three back up to the house where the twins will never call home again.

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Y/n's pov

We'd been walking for what seems to be hours, a left, then a right, another right, and a left again. I tried to remember each turns that we made just in case. I still don't know what might of been better, to of died at the hands of these monsters or to become one. I don't know what they want of me and my brother but I do know that I cannot become one of them, all I need to do is survive long enough to escape with Norman and reunite with our family. With Ray.

I looked over to my right to see Norman staring intently forward, I noticed the green light that engulfed the long hallway glowed upon his face. I could practically smell the fear that soaked him. Of course I was absolutely petrified too but what more could I do? But then I heard it, the bone crushing screams that made my blood run cold I looked over to Mr Ratri who had a smirk plastered in his face.

"What are you doing to them?" I muttered, I tried to sound confident but even I wouldn't believe me. The man turned on his heel and clasped his hands together.

"I'm fixing the world" His voice sounded like he had no remorse or emotion towards the psychotic behaviour. I couldn't comprehend what he was stating until he gathered the attention of one of the men that I presumed was a scientist due to his white lab coat and circler glasses. He pressed a button from his tablet and the curtain in the room beside me was unveiled to reveal a boy about my age strapped to a chair. I could see his tears from where I stood as a man entered his room with a large needle with a red glowing liquid inside.

"What is that?" Norman asked stepping closer towards the glass.

"Demond blood" Ratri informed looking amused to himself. "Doctor pull up the stats for the test subject" He demanded from the doctor who quickly typed on his tablet.

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