Riverdale: A Ghost Town (Male Reader Insert)

Part 2 (End)

Thornhill:

The search is still going on, because why wouldn't it? The question of who the killer is has been going on for months, and now is the time to finally answer that before their minds get damaged from all of this suspense and fear that's been terrorizing them since the day it started. Y/N has now moved from having his arm hugged to having it wrapped around Cheryl's shoulder who now holds his chest as they stumble around.

"Okay, so.... if I wanted a room that no one else could find, where would I put it?" Y/N questions out loud as he tries to delve into the mind of Clifford, looking around the dining room they just stepped into, before noticing an oddly placed door. "Maybe... here?" He queries as Cheryl follows him towards it.

He slowly opens the door which emits a loud creek and finds a row of stairs leading down to an area of absolutely no lights on. It kind of looks like the way to the place most movie characters should avoid going when they're in a haunted house. "Yup... it's definitely in here." Y/N comments with a small chuckle, even making ghost sounds before he nods Cheryl over. "Come, let's go."

"A-Are you sure?" Cheryl questions, suddenly getting a bad feeling for even her usual courageous attitude not to handle very well. This makes Y/N, who's gone down a couple steps, to look back up at her with a confused look. "I've already explored that room before, and haven't found any secrets, and that was in I was a curious-no barriers-wanting kid."

"Sure, I'm sure, you don't find everything on your first try." Y/N responds with a small quip, before look back up at her with a pleading look. "Babe, I really need you to stay with me down here. You and I both know that you need to figure out what your parents have been keeping from you to yourself." He reminds her with a voice he knows will win her over, holding out his hand for her. "Please?"

Cheryl looks back, her brain in mental debate before she ends up giving in and taking his hand, allowing him to guide her down the stairs. Y/N smiles, giving her a grateful kiss on the hair before he and her take their town going down the stairs, one by one. "I know we just started, but.... I love you, you know that?" He then whispers softly in her ear, his breath causing a chill to go down the girl's spine, a good chill.

"I do." Cheryl says as she smiles at him. They then reach the bottom floor at this point, which allows him to fully face her and put a hand on her cheek tenderly, a touch she leans into.

"Which is why.... I'm..... almost sorry." Y/N then tells her in a oddly soft tone, which then makes Cheryl blink in confusion.

"Sorry for what?"

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Thornhill:

Meanwhile, Archie and Veronica are starting their patrol in the place they believe is suspicious. Since both parents have been raising red flags every time they've appeared, no matter if they are together or not, they two decide to check Clifford's room first just for convivence that it's the closest to them from where they are standing.

"So.... what are we looking for, exactly?" Archie asks out loud as they begin looking around at the paintings on the wall, the bed sheets, the closets, and the various desks that the man has. They know that they gotta be searching for clues, but the non-specific aspect of that goal is off the charts.

"Your guess is as good as mine...." Veronica responds very honestly with a shrug, prompting the two to just look the first place they decide. A lot of what they see is the expected expensive item. A tiny statue on the desk, and the draw, the lamp near the bed having a very interesting pattern and glow to it, possibly unique to only the person who owns it.

"You think Y/N's been telling Cheryl everything?" Archie then brings up curiously, the silence of them aside from thuds, bangs, and creeks is painful to him, a con of being in the football teem where everyone, no matter where you are, is loud. "Like, as in, who we think may have killed Jason?"