A dark room
No
There are no walls
It's not a room
But what is it?
It's just blank
Empty
Where do I go now?
There is nothing left of me anywhere
No one even knows I exists anymore
Was I really alive before?
I was hoping I would die and be unconsciously aware that I died and it would just go away.
Why can't I just disappear?
The more questions I ask the more lost I become.
What happened to the one who was speaking to me?
About the offer...
I might consider it...
I can throw what little fight I have left in me to give this thing a try. It may be the only chance I may get to live again.
*BOOM*
With a loud boom of thunder I jump up and awake. Still stuck in the middle of the woods.
The rain soaks everything, creating over watered puddles everywhere.
A pool of water soaking me where I lay.
Im shivering and this water isn't helping.
*BOOM*
It echos and rings through my head.
Im gonna die if I don't take this offer.
I turn around and look for something for me to use to kms.
I grab a thick stick with a pointed end and I hold it to my chest.
I close my eyes.
I hope to find peace in where ever I may go.
I raise the stick, ready to stab myself.
Pulling the stick down full force no hesitation.
And it stops.
What?
I Open my eyes to see a grey hand holding my arm back from stabbing me.
"YOU PASSED." He was yelling so I could hear him over the rain.
I drop the stick and sigh in relief.
To pull my leg out I grab the stick and get ready to pull.
He stops me and instead breaks the stick off without taking it out and picks me up.
My head started spinning. The blurred vision of his face was to hard to describe. It was too rounded to be a face and it eyes were black circles.
It's a mask. The light flashes behind him from the lighting and no sound seemed to follow.
Head getting heavy as my body slowly looses control and goes limp. Unconscious.
(Just one short chapter, the next few will be longer)
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Eyeless Jack X Male reader (Yellow Room)
Tajemnica / Thriller(NOT MY COVER ART) Everything is forgotten and lost in one empty room. Nothing seems to return back to the room except for you. Your grip on time and reality loosened as you feel yourself drift into a state of emptiness. Like an empty sack with no...
