Trapped (Alastor x reader) (Slow Updates)

Tik... Tik... Tok...

TRIGGER WARNING! Depressive thoughts, meltdowns, and thoughts of suicide

(Flashback)

"Why hello there dear Echo, fancy seeing you out here after that little display you had done yesturday, I thought you would be in your room crying over the death of your 'child' HA HA"

You don't say anything other than to continue staring at the TV with a blank expression. The crow resting happily in your lap as you stroke him.

"I don't see why you should care, it's not even intelligent compared to a crow-"

"All animals are intelligent Alastor, some are just very good at hiding it compared to others, including humans" you reply with a dull tone.

"Why hide it? They'll get killed if they don't show it"

"If they are as loud as you are then they'll be dead faster than they could blink, now go eat your venison like a good cannibal"

You hold Midnight gently in your arms as you get up from the sofa and head to your room to blast your eardrums until they bleed. He doesn't follow, but you do feel the angry buzz in the air.

(Present Day)

It feels like you're in a freezer, or maybe the Antarctic, whatever the case though, your body is lying in an old-looking bathtub with water filled all the way to your armpit with ice cubes floating innocently around you. Your arms stretched out and chained to the sides of the tub with minimal movement so you couldn't wrap them around your body to preserve heat, and finally, while your legs were submerged under water. one of your ankles had a 'bracelet' wrapped around it with a chain attached to it and hanging over the edge of it. You were almost certain that there was a large ball on the floor like some kind of anchor.

Oh yeah, you were naked too, limbs already numb from the temperature, teeth chattering nonstop and your skin looking like a canvas of winter colours.

The only sounds that attacked your eardrums were the sounds of water dripping somewhere outside of your prison. Something you were certain this, creature, was enjoying.

"Oh come now dear, it's only water, not like it's going to kill you"

With any luck you'll die from the water and not the voice talking you to death, or you biting its invisible ears off.

"Don't threaten me with a good time darling"

You huff silently before shifting as best you could, which wasn't much since even a simple twitch was enough for the weight to make itself known, although given your already sorry and twitchy state, the pain was constant. You half wondered why your arms hadn't gone numb yet and felt nothing more than a simple muscle strain.

'Magic' you thought to yourself.

"Well this is no fun, how about a lovely picture show? I already have one picked out just for the occasion"

Here we go again.

You wake up to the light burning your eyelids, your teeth chattering lightly and a body colder than a dead one despite hiding under your covers, and your muscles screaming at you to stop moving as you shift around to feel the sensation of your covers rubbing against your bare feet.

It wasn't until you finally get out and wobbled your way to your bathroom that the dream finally hit you like a ton of bricks, causing your legs to almost give way. If it all was just a dream, then why were you so cold? Today was meant to be a hot day, but you felt like you were bathing in... ice water...