𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 | Yandere Creepypasta X Reader

𝟶𝟶𝟸 : 𝙳𝙴𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙸𝙲 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙲𝚃𝚂. . .

A loud, sickening, crunch was heard in a containment room with a bloody, murderous scream following soon after.

"GET THEM OFF! GET THEM OFF!" a soldier screamed in both pain and horror, their eyes wide as even with their coloured visors, it did not stop them from seeing the horror placed upon. Patient Number 08 had their mouth on his left arm, their sharp teeth - specifically the canines - penetrated through their uniform and deep down to their skin. He didn't bother looking further at that, now focused at how he can barely feel his left arm to the point he had no control over it. His brain is no longer being able to control his limbs no matter how much he willed it.

He flailed his body, but it was no use, the demon had no intentions of letting go and was more annoyed at how their food kept on moving. Patient Number 08's eyes locked into the other soldiers who were shooting at them. The bullets didn't even hurt, it was more of an annoying poke to their skin. The demon's eyes narrowed down on the neck of the soldier they're biting the arm off before quickly removing their teeth, blood spurting out from their teeth before biting down on the neck and it didn't take long before the man fell down dead.

The demon's claws shred through the uniform as they started off of the corpse, focused on devouring the flesh. It didn't taste that good, it's not like what their father used to make, the one that makes them feel like they're floating and ecstatic, like they're in a dream. The flesh just reminded them of their Mama, and remembering that woman, the demon continued to eat the corpse.

That was until a soldier slowly snuck up behind the demon a rolled towel wrapped around both of their hands. When the demon lifted their head up to chew then swallow, that's then the soldier quickly placed the towel in front of them and quickly pulled back, the towel smothering the demon who quickly got alarmed and panicked, trying to thrash around and try to claw the towel away but two other soldiers held onto their hands, just leaving their legs to flail.

It took two minutes, perhaps three, before the demon calmed down and fell backwards. The back of their head hit the floor with a bang but the soldiers didn't flinch.

The man who held the towel tied it up around Patient Number 08's face and swung them over his soldier.

"You two, call up the nurses and other soldiers to come here and take care of the three corpses present. The janitorial team will come by quickly after so don't bother calling them. I shall be moving Patient Number 08 up to Room 365 in Level Number 6." The soldier ordered and both nodded their heads, one walking away while talking up to their earpiece while the other stayed.

"Wouldn't Doctor Heart be angry at Patient Number 08 being up there?" The one who stayed asked the - supposed - leader of the group. The leader shook his head and started walking away, "Doctor Heart actually ordered me to send Patient Number 08 to Room 365 later on the day. There won't be any changes if I bring them up earlier than scheduled."

The soldier sighed and nodded in understanding and went on to the bed. The day was just starting off great, totally. As he took the blanket, got rid off the mattress cover and the pillow cases. He went up to the most recent corpse, the leadt mutilated one, that's for sure. With only a bite on the left forearm and another one on the neck. The soldier coveref the corpse up with the pillow cases. It's a shitty way to cover it up, he was aware but he had to make do with what he have.

He went up to the nest corpse in which he needed to stop a gag at, he was glad his visors stopped him from seeing the horror in all its colors. Their stomach was fully open, the intestines out like worms, stomach open releasing the acid and melting away every other organ as the kidney, heart and right lung gone. Not wanting to look at the sight any longer, he covered the corpse up with the blanket.