Heartless (slender mansion)

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Lea's POV:
The door bursts open before I could even ask who or what Zalgo was or turn to Jade who clearly was processing everything around her happening.
"Fucking hide,he's here!" Jeff whispers aggressively, then Jack opens the door even wider,
"Lea you come with me, Jane you take Jade, quick!"
I was trembling in fear as I stood there, no idea what to do. I turned to Jade with fear in my eyes as she turned to me with worry.
"Take care, okay?" Jade said softly.
"You too..." I replied, still trembling in fear.
Suddenly Jack grabbed my hand and dragged me
through the long endless hallways. As I was moving forward I looked behind me, seeing that Jade and Jane were going the opposite way.
I had no idea where they were going and no time to worry. Jack drags me up to the attic and lets go of my hand when we arrive. I was too scared to ask any questions as my mind was exploding from endless possibilities of this being the end of me, the end of us, the end of Jade. I tried to get rid of these thoughts and tried to think positively. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in and out. I looked around me gazing upon the huge bookshelves that were infront of me as Jack was pushing and pulling all of them in a hurry while panicking with every single one he pushes and pulls.
"So... is this some sort of library?" I asked trying to lighten up the mood.
"Yes and no" he said in an out of breath voice since he was still walking around looking for God knows what.
I decided to do the same as him, push and pull on all the bookshelves when suddenly one of them opens like a door.
"Uhm, Jack?" I said with a smile on my face looking at what I had discovered.
"What?" He said annoyed still pushing and pulling bookshelves.
I let out a laugh as he turned around to look what I was laughing at, when he noticed what I had found he quickly ran over to me and pushed me into the room behind it. He locked the bookshelf door and turned to me while still being out of breath.
"You can NOT make any sort of noises, you can not move around, you can not talk and most importantly do not touch any of these windows." He said strictly.
"Windows?." I said confused as I turned around I saw that the room had a light academic vibe. The windows has a window tint meaning we could look outside but no one from the outside could look inside. There was a Persian type of carpet, a bunk bed and a desk with random medical books and notes. The walls were a warm tone of white and the room looked like a dormitory room.
As I looked around the small room with its cozy vibe in a disoriented manner I suddenly heard
Jack speak.
"This used to be my room." He answered to my confusion.
"When I first arrived here, this used to be the room they had me locked in here for atleast 5 months since I was still psychotic and they gave me a desk.." he continued as he walked towards the desk, picking up a random piece of paperwork and handing it to me. "Because I was still a med student." He concluded.
I looked at him bewildered from what I had just heard and looked down at the piece of paper he had handed me.
On the piece of paper was a poem.
"The hearts I have carved out still beating, The realisation of me doing that, still eating,
Inside inside inside,
I somehow I wish I could carve out mine. Wishing someone was there to gift my heart to, as I wouldn't have to carve out more hearts than I was used to." | read from the paper.
Jack nodded. "This specific poem kept me from going insane. I would read it in hopes there was something or someone that would save me from my misery and faith of having to kill others to survive..." he said walking towards one of the windows looking outside into the gloomy forest.
"Yet the wish of wanting to be saved has never come true so I have quit wishing for it." He continued as he turned back to me.
"Well... I'm glad something kept u alive., even if it was this piece of paper." I responded with an empathetic smile, folding the paper and trying to put it back when suddenly we heard an inhuman scream.
I immediately froze. Was that Jade? It couldn't be.
Her screams are not this inhuman. Jack softy grabbed my arm and pulled me behind him.
"Do not make any noises or moves" he whispered to me.
I swallowed in fear.
Suddenly the thing broke down the secret room's bookshelf door. A demonic presence was felt.
I hid behind Jack even more hoping for it to not see me. "Hmm.." the demonic figure spoke in a inhumane deep raspy voice.
"Zalgo, there is nothing for you here to take." Jack said in an irritated tone.
Zalgo let out a demonic laugh.
I closed my eyes and held onto the piece of paper in my hand tightly as I was praying to God I wouldn't be taken away.
Zalgo laughed even harder.
"Praying to...God?..." He said in the same demonic tone.
My heart skipped a beat and my throat tightened.
Zalgo suddenly revealed itself, a huge satanic figure with seven mouths speaking in six foul tongues. His aura was read, his eyes... were glowing like fire, inhuman eyes.
He let out another demonic laugh.
"How dare you lie into my face and try t-" suddenly Zalgo got interrupted as he got attacked by someone from behind.
"TAKE THAT YOU FUCKING SATANIC DICKHEAD"
someone yelled. It was Jeff.
Zalgo let out a demonic scream.
Zalgo fell to the ground as he was holding one of the horns on his head trying to keep himself together.
"GUYS LETS FUCKING GO WE DONT HAVE ANY FUCKING TIME LEFT." Jeff screamed in trustration.
Jack took my hand and started running with me as Jeff followed us behind, thinking this was enough to keep Zalgo distracted.
Unfortunately all three of us had underestimated Zalgo.
As Zalgo let out demonic noises which the world had never heard before, he dragged me by my foot.
I screamed in pain as his hands were as hot as hellfire.
Jack tried to pull me out of Zalgo's grip but failed as Zalgo immediately left with me in his hand.
I fell unconscious due to the immense pain and pressure I was feeling.
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As I started to wake up, I felt my hands shaking, tied to chains, feeling a cold sensation beneath me. I started to gain back consciousness of what had happened and felt the panic and pain all over again. I looked down at my leg and foot he had grabbed, the one that felt the fire of hell on its skin. Surprisingly no burns on it. As I looked at my entire body checking if I had any burns on them I noticed I had no clothes on.
The only thing that was left of me wearing was my black bra and underwear.
"Great." I said to myself weakly trying to recover as I felt the cold sensation becoming worse and worse.
I looked around my surroundings, it looked like I was tied down with chains in some kind of chamber of torture from the year 1500s except this one was in a satanic temple, I noticed satanic figures everywhere and left overs from satanic rituals.
I laughed weakly to myself with no power in by body left to fight back. I closed my eyes and leaned backwards thinking about everything I had done in my life. Nothing mattered to me anymore.
The only thing I could think and care about was the safety of Jade. Nothing else mattered. The goals I had? The family I had? The friends I made along the way? Being stuck in this chamber?
Nothing but the safety of Jade mattered to me anymore.
I sighed weakly and stared at the ceiling of this cold chamber.
"Look who has woken up!" I heard a loud annoying voice say in the happiest tone l've ever heard.
"What a surprise, she's not fighting back." I heard another evenly annoying voice reply back.
I closed my eyes in annoyance and stayed in the position I was.
"not fighting back, princess?" One of the voices said to me trying to tease me.
They both started laughing. I sat upright and looked at both of them.
They were demonic looking figures but not as terrifying and big as Zalgo.
From their attire I could tell they were supposed to guard this chamber.
I blew some hair out of my face and smiled at them.
"Why would I fight back if there's obviously no way out?" I said in a weirdly positive tone.
The guards looked at me for a second and started laughing their asses off.
"Your little positive attitude isn't gonna save you from this chamber!" One of the guards replied, laughing even harder than before.
I sighed in annoyance and looked around me.
I pulled a little on the chains tying me down to this chamber. It was as if the only thing that was left was my mind and I. I started laughing weakly to myself, tears streaming down my face. I looked up at the ceiling of chamber and realized it was weirdly high. I started to shed even more tears, weeping and laughing at my situation.
The guards looked at me, almost feeling bad no remorse.
"You had a note in your hand" one of them said to break the depressing sound of my weeping.
I looked up, still shedding tears waiting for something to atleast take me out of my misery.
As the guard saw me gazing upon him and the note he was holding, he started getting nervous and started reading it out loud.
"The hearts I have carved out still beating, The realisation of me doing that, still eating, I somehow wish I could carve out mine.
Wishing someo-" as the guard was reading from the piece of paper I suddenly interrupted his citation.
"Wishing someone was there to gift my heart to, as I wouldn't have to carve out more hearts than I was used to..." I finished his citation.
I scoffed as tears were still steaming down my face, looking at the other side of the chamber as if there was something to see there.
"How stupid." I said looking up at the guard who has holding the piece of paper that was found in my hand when I was brought into this place. Both of the guards looked dumbfounded and uncomfortable by my threatening aura.
"I'm tied down here yet a stupid poem written by some stupid guy that would not let me and my bestfriend go from this stupid demoralising happening of events is making me feel more so angry than anything else." I screamed.
The guards looked at me like I was insane.
Perhaps I had gone insane, stuck in this chamber for God knows how long. It felt like ages.
I would much rather hear a clock ticking than the sounds of my own thoughts thinking the worst of the worst.
"Can you honestly believe that having me tied down to this..." I stumbled over my words as I was still weak from everything that has happened.
"This...this stupid chamber is gonna keep me here like I wanna run back to where I was found by your stupid boss?" I screamed in anger, tears rolling down my face.
I leaned against the wall behind me, my back felt a cold sensation since I had no clothes on except this stupid, uncomfortable black lingerie set to keep me warm.
I was feeling everything yet again nothing. Tsk, how confusing. No one is coming to save me either I suppose. My facial expression darkened as I stared down at my legs, shivering from the cold.
I closed my eyes, wishing to end everything and never ever look back on anything. As I felt the cold become warmer I slowly started drifting off.