(Doorsman)
It was the usual eventful day, neighbors an Dopples disquised as neighbors. Some good disquised with bad papers, or bad Dopples with good papers.
But after waiting an hour for neighbors I fell asleep, my head snuggled into my arms as I passed out in exhaustion.
But since I've worked that was the thing I was dreaming about, I was back at the office. Everything was somewhat normal, the buttons were the same green an red. The glass had some cracks on it, but that wasn't new.
But when I turned to look behind me to examine the back office of this predictable dream I heard a knock, it was so realistic it sounded like it wasn't from my dream but it was. I turned my head an my eyes widened, it looked like Francis but it was most clearly not.
It's eyes were pure black with black liquid dripping from his left eye, the same liquid oozing out of it's mouth. The only noise it made was heavy breathing as it watched me examine it. I couldn't even speak as I examined the being, it didn't say anything neither did I.
My eyes move towards the list on the wall an their were the usual numbers but there appearances were terrifying to say the least.
Angus was on the list but he neck was twisted to a disturbing angle with his wide smile an skewered crossed out eyes, Steven was on the list but his usual black sunglasses were off an his eye sockets were emptied, Izaack was on the list but he had no mouth an his eyes were opened so wide but they were darkened with his pupils in the shame of small eyes staring, an finally Francis was on the list..
My eyes move back to 'Francis' an before I dared to speak a word he put his pointer finger to his mouth, "Shh"
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That's Not My Neighbor- One shots
FanfictionStories I made up in my head that I turned into stories, hope you enjoy ( May be bad but pls bare with me) Pls note: I don't own any of the characters except Noah in 'Mail to milk', and Oliver