¤The Mansion Maid¤

Chapter Seventeen

"Greetings, (Y/N)."

This again. This weird dream with the weird whispering voice. Didn't it show its face?

...

You couldn't remember. "Hey, uhhhhh, you?" You looked around, darkness. Absolutely nothing. "Where... are we, exactly?"

The voice didn't answer. Complete silence.

"Turn." You turn around. A white almost wispy figure, like mist, with two round circles for eyes. You kept your eyes trained on it, the circles narrowed. It slowly went around you, always facing you. "My master... he has big plans for you. And that other woman, he has plans for you both. She's prepared, she already knows. But you don't. I pity you, (Y/N)." Its figure shifted, developing shadowy arms to rest on your shoulder. Your eyebrow quirked up.

"Uh, who? What? Context, please?"

"Let's be friends."

"No thanks."

"We're friends now."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"You're very interesting, aren't you?" It completely ignored you. "I hope you're ready for what's to come." Ominous much. Your eyes widen as everything starts becoming brighter, you were waking up.

"Wait!" Everything darkened again. Time, if it was even there in the first place, slowed. Why was this place so confusing? No, everything is confusing. "Can... I need answers. You can't tell me to get ready for 'what's to come', tell me what's going to happen."

Silence.

No answer.

You clench your fists. Your eyebrows knitting together. Your eyes sharpening. Your teeth clenching and grinding.

Laughter. It was laughing.

"Oh, poor poor you. But how are you meant to remember what the future holds if you can't remember what happened to get to this point? Remember, (Y/N). Then rest. You deserve to rest, (Y/N)."

.

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Rest?

Rest.

You unclench your hands. Your eyebrows quirk up. Your eyes widen. Your jaw slackened.

You deserve rest?

Familiar. It's so familiar. It wasn't just a dream, was it? You look at the shadow, an irritated expression on your face. "What is going on? You know a lot, I can tell. About the cure of this bullish infections, about Slenderman and... and this Zalgo guy. About how I can't remember anything all that great, about how I can't die. I need answers!" With each word, frustration was becoming clearer, you took a step forward each time. You couldn't help but get emotional. This was all just so confusing. You couldn't help but feel rage.

Rage.

You deserve to feel anger.

The figure slowly formed a smile. "You should wake up. Someone else is in your room." Everything started to fade into white.

"No, wait-!"

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Your eyes flutter open to meet bright blue eyes. You jumped back, your head hitting the bed frame. "Calm down." A hand was put on your chest to push you down, you didn't like it. The feeling of hands made your skin crawl.