ɭ๏ค๔เภﻮ ςђคקՇєг, קɭєครє ฬคเՇ...
ƈɦǟքȶɛʀ ʟօǟɖɛɖ, ȶɦǟռӄ ʏօʊ ʄօʀ ʏօʊʀ քǟȶɨɛռƈɛ.
{START OF CHAPTER EIGHT}
(Y/N) sat on his bed, holding the flashlight as he gripped his mask.
"Crybaby!" Was the first word he heard.
He continuously heard the same word over and over, making tears fall from his eyes, soaking the inside of his mask.
He took it off and threw it onto one of the pillows, "St-op!" He shouted in frustration.
"Crybaby! Crybaby!" The voices chanted in sync.
He shook his head, throwing the flashlight to the floor.
"Wh-o are y-you?!" He asked, desperately clinging to his blanket.
"Just leave me alone!" He shouted, clenching his fists.
He curled up into a ball, trying to calm himself down but was unable to, his mind filled with thoughts of the masks.
{TIME SKIP}The thoughts about the mask soon disappeared but a new person appeared, although their face was not visible.
A young girl with brown hair was standing beside a man he'd never seen before.
The man conversed with someone and when (Y/N) looked up he saw another man who seemed somewhat familiar.
"Why don't you go play with (Y/N), ¢hคrliē?" The man standing beside the girl said.
"Okay, daddy." ¢hคrliē replied happily.
She dragged (Y/N) off with a smile as the other men conversed.
'¢hคrliē... That n-name is familiar...' (Y/N) thought, trying to remember what her face looked like.
"(Y/N)?" A female voice called out.
{END OF CHAPTER EIGHT}
(Not my fav chapter, might rewrite it)
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