Chamber of Secrets | Ghost x Reader

Chapter 33 - Brink

You're not sure how long you've been unconscious. Your eyes slowly opened, and you tried to glance around, but all you discovered was blackness. The moonlight shining through the small window across from you was the sole source of light accompanying you.

You attempted to clear your vision by blinking multiple times, but in the end, the darkness remained.

You looked left and right in a try to figure something out, but you were unable to see anything. It wasn't until you attempted to move from where you were that you realized you couldn't.

With a frown, you peered down to see what was keeping you back. It is only at that point that you become aware of your bond to the chair. Your wrists are bound to the armrest, and your feet are fastened to each chair leg.

What the hell happened?

Assessing the situation, you try to think deeply about what happened, and it appears that some memories have finally surfaced. The last thing you remembered was being apprehended by what you believed was another assassin dispatched by your father.

You recall how the knife pressed against your neck, preventing you from moving, and how the second assassin, who appeared to be a sniper, aimed directly at your forehead, between your eyes. Making it hard for you to try to flee from someone holding you down with a knife.

Then everything went dark. It seems as though you were given a drug to put you to sleep.

However, if that's the case, they should be present when you wake up. Because you're certain that they definitely want something if they don't kill you right away.

The question is, where are they now?

"Finalmente te despiertas." (You finally wake up.) The familiar Spanish accent makes your head perk up. You were certain the voice came from behind you, but your current stance prevents you from looking back. Regardless, you breathe a sense of relief because it's someone you know.

"Rudy..?" You hesitantly called. You furrowed your brow and bit your bottom lip, anticipating the person's response.

A brief hush ensued until you called once more. "Rudy? Are you there?" Your heartbeat began to gradually quicken as you were yet again welcomed into silence.

"Rudy if you're there please help me. I don't know who bring me here, I need to do something." You spoke again as you struggled to break free from your confinement. Attempting to liberate yourself in the hopes that the ropes may loosen as you move around in your seat.

Instead, your vision has abruptly become darker. The person approaches you and crouches in front of you. As you look down at them and see a familiar hairstyle, you are sure it's him. "Rudy?" Confusion was clear in your voice.

"What are you doing?" You inquired when you saw him tighten the rope instead. He first tightens the ones around your feet before moving on to the ones that hold your hands.

You were taken aback by what he was doing. Your eyes widen and your mouth slightly agape in response to his actions. Your mind raced through your numerous thoughts, trying to figure out why he was acting the way he was.

He eventually gets up and meets your gaze after finishing and seemed content with his work. His eyes, as serene as ever, always have a way of calming you down, but as soon as you notice how his lips form a thin line, your anxiety returns.

"Rudy..?" At this moment, you had no idea what was going on. He won't respond and hardly acknowledges you. Even if he is present, it doesn't feel like he is. It isn't... him.

When you tried to call his name again, he abruptly shushed you and dragged your chair into a shadow. Blending your figures in the darkness. You want to ask him what that is for, but then you hear the sound of a car engine close by.