The Savior In Yellow (Dr Nicolas Arkham x reader)

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Hello everyone I'm back from I dead! Sorry I haven't been so motivated lately, no new content has came up sadly after I finished the next 4 chapters that will be all for now. Don't worry I will definitely continue the story. Is anyone interested in me making scenarios? Anyways on with the story!

Y/N = Your Name   H/C = Hair Color   E/C = Eye Color

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I jolted awake from the sofa, and instantly fell off and onto the floor. I groan in pain and get into a sitting position. I looked around for the baby but couldn't find him. The room was...shaking violently! Like there was an earthquake. But I couldn't care less. Instead of the warm lighting the living room was usually filled it, but now it was a dark blueish grey... I felt so disconnected from the world 

'How could this be happening!' I thought 'Why am I even here!?' "I couldn't have possibly imagined that could it" I mumble as I reach into the pocket the man put the .key in....and I felt the cold metal of the key. I pull it out and take closer look at it.

It was a pretty big key. No ordinary car key or something. It was the size of the palm of your hand. It was very nice looking key too, nice gold color and at the end was a yellow circle. Yellow! Why must it always be yellow... you thought as you looked at yourself in the reflection of the key. Your H/C hair slightly tangled, and your tired E/C eyes. you sighed  and pick yourself up off the floor and went upstairs. 

The ground was shaking and so were the walls... 'was that rubble falling from the ceiling' I thought as I made my way down the hall. I tried the door to the babies room but it was locked. You emotions towards the baby were very mixed, you lost sympathy for him after the last encounter you had with him, but on the other hand it might now even be his fault. Maybe he is just a baby possessed by an evil entity. 

You put your emotions aside and walked into the laundry room. You looked at the trapdoor to the attic, the lock on the door had the same shape as the one the man gave you. You pulled the key out and put it in the lock, you twisted the key and the lock fell as the ladder and trapdoor fell from the door. You flinched from the sound of the metal ladder hit the floor. It was a loud noise from the mostly quiet home. 

Once you made your way up the ladder and into the attic it felt so different. There was a lot of creepy looking paintings. 'Did they paint these?' I questioned as looked at one of them. I noticed there was painting of a pedestal against the moon? Or was it just a white circle... you couldn't tell, and there was as a cat?

A CAT?

You rubbed your eyes and looked again. Yes you weren't hallucinating there was a black cat with a blue collar looking at the painting. You walked slowly towards the cat not wanting it to take notice of you. Unfortunately it looked back and saw you. You two had a staring match for a few seconds and then the cat leaped into the painting.

You were shocked to say the least. 'How could this be happening' you thought  as you felt yourself being pushed towards the painting. You took a closer look at the painting and saw the cat sleeping on the pedestal. The cat looked so peaceful

Suddenly a you were blasted back by an unseen force. The painting... i-it was sucking you in! 'H-How could this be happening?!?' I questioned. You grabbed for something! Anything! That could  stop you from being pulled into the painting! But your efforts were fruitless as you looked back and saw the baby stairing at you giggling.

  You screamed as you were sucked in!

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Well that's it for now imma post tomorrow at the same time! Stay turned!

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