𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲

𑁍𝗦𝗮𝗺 𝗚𝗼𝗹𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗵~𝗧𝗿𝗮𝘂𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱𑁍

TW~Blood, bad spirits, bad mental health, mentions of nightmares and panic attacks.

Y/N's POV

As we walked through the dark corridors of the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping up on me. Even though I was holding Sam's hand tightly, the eerie atmosphere of the abandoned asylum made my heart race with fear.

"Hey, angel, you okay?" Sam whispered, his voice filled with concern as he squeezed my hand reassuringly.

I nodded, trying to put on a brave face. "Yeah, I'm fine. Let's just focus on getting some evidence tonight."

Me, Sam and Colby had been investigating this place for a while now, and so far, we had been successful in capturing some pretty compelling paranormal activity. But now at 3am, we were going to the most haunted part of the asylum to attempt an Estes Method, a technique where one person is blindfolded and wears noise-cancelling headphones while the others ask questions to the spirits.

As we reached our destination, I volunteered to be the one to go under first. I put on the blindfold and the headphones, feeling the world around me fade away as I focused on listening to the voices coming through the headphones.

"Y/N...possessed...danger...kill" The spirits spoke through the headphones. But within seconds, I knew something was wrong. The voices that I heard were sinister, calling my name and saying terrible things. I felt a cold chill run down my spine as I tried to block out the disturbing messages.

"We're going to kill you Y/N!" The spirit screamed in my ears, making me go into a state of shock.

SAM'S POV

I saw Y/N's leg tapping up and down, which made me worry a bit. She never gets nervous about these things.

"Y/N...possessed...danger...kill" She spoke, however, something didn't feel right. She was anxious, scared almost, which made me realise that she could be in danger.

"Colby, we need to take her out of this, she's in danger." I said, as Colby looked at Y/N with concern, and walked up to her, taking the headphones off of her ears before it got worse.

As soon as Colby took the headphones off, he proceeded to take the blindfold off, to reveal her breathing unevenly, and her eyes were tightly shut. But, then I noticed something.

"Colby, there's blood coming from her ears." I spoke in shock, as I walked up to her, and tilted her head to the side, to see fresh blood, it was only a small amount, but enough to make me worry.

"Holy shit, she's in shock too. Hey, Y/N, can you hear us?" Colby asked as he got some tissues to wipe the blood away from her ears.

"Y/N, are you okay? What did you hear?" I asked, starting to get more concerned, as I shook her shoulders gently.

Y/N'S POV

Suddenly, I felt someone shaking me, as I now realised that the headphones and blindfold were pulled off. I could see Sam and Colby's worried faces in front of me, but I was too stunned to respond.

"Y/N, angel, are you okay? Hey, what did you hear?" Sam's voice was filled with concern as he gently shook my shoulders.

I felt paralyzed as I tried to process what had happened. My arms and legs felt sore, and when I finally came around, I saw bruise marks covering my skin. I felt sick to my stomach at the realization of what had just occurred.

"Y/N, talk to us. Are you okay?" Colby's voice broke through my foggy mind as I tried to make sense of the situation.

But it was Sam's voice that finally snapped me out of my shock. "Y/N, angel, please say something. We're here for you."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked into Sam's concerned gaze. I whispered, "I... I think we should leave. I can't... I can't stay here any longer."

Without hesitation, Sam and Colby helped me to my feet and we quickly packed up our equipment, then made our way out of the asylum. But even days after the incident, I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread and paranoia that consumed me. Nightmares plagued my sleep, and panic attacks seemed to hit me out of nowhere.

I finally mustered up the courage to talk to Sam about how I was feeling. "Sam, I... I think I need to see someone. I think I need more help than I can give myself right now."

Sam's face fell at my words, his eyes filled with guilt and sadness. "But I'm supposed to protect you, Y/N. I should have never let you go under like that."

I reached out to take his hand, trying to reassure him. "Sam, it's not your fault, it's neither yours or Colby's fault, I asked do to it. I just feel like I need more professional help. I'll be okay, I promise."

The next day, Sam and Colby dropped me off at the mental health institution, their faces filled with worry and guilt.

"I wish I protected you better, my beautiful girl, I'm so sorry, just remember that I love you. I'll be waiting for you, however long it takes." Sam said. I could see the pain in Sam's eyes as he hugged me tightly, not wanting to let go.

"Sam, baby, I promise I'll come back, I love you so much, it's not you're fault." I replied, shedding a few tears, as I rested my head on his chest.

"We're so sorry Y/N, we'll always visit you." Colby spoke, his voice full of guilt and sympathy, as he pulled me into a tight hug. Colby was like a brother to me, so this would be hard for him too.

"I'll be okay, remember that none of this is your fault okay? I'll be home soon, I love you both, please come and visit." I replied as I slung my backpack over my shoulder.

As I walked inside the institution, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I knew I was in good hands, and that I would finally get the help that I needed. But as I turned back to see Sam and Colby watching me leave, tears welled up in my eyes.

I reassured them with a weak smile, "I'll be home soon, guys. Thank you for everything."

As I disappeared inside the building, I could hear Colby comforting a heartbroken Sam outside. I knew I needed this help, as I was so traumatised by the events that happened that night. I just hoped the boys would be okay.