Crimson Tides (Malereader X JJK)

Stupid Halloween special (Non-Canon)

This is a stupid non-canon short. (I'm not gonna go over this so if you see any errors then... Idk... Enjoy them? And enjoy the song up top)

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~(P.O.V - 3rd)~

Gasping awake, (Y/n) immediately noticed that the scene he awoke to wasn't the expected scene of his familiar bedroom but a white-walled asylum room with the only things in there being a simple mattress and a large black door.

(Y/n) carefully analyzed his surroundings, there was no way this was all a part of some prank. He'd have woken up if anyone tried to carry him. Not to mention, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't manifest his blood manipulation.

He stared blankly at his palm, debating whether he should get up and investigate his surroundings.

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The door eerily creaked open and...

"What the fuck?" (Y/n) said, staring at the disembodied distortion of space-time that was a hallway. The floor was fragmented and floating around at different points, some sort of void seeping in through the cracks.

It was like some terrible Roblox obby.

The boy rubbed his eyes, deciding he must've been on some sort of drug-induced trip. How he got drugged? He wouldn't know. Yet when he finally opened his eyes once more, he was greeted with the same sight.

*SLAM*

The door slammed shut and soon rapid tapping of his shoes against the weird padded floor filled his ear. Maybe if he'll open the door again it'll be different?

Opening the door, the sight was indeed different.

It was a floating head with an offputting smile seemingly forced onto it.

*SLAM*

I don't think I need to tell you what caused that noise, do I?

Following that, the door swung open... Once again.

And finally, he was greeted with the semi-normal sight... Of three BUILT killer clowns.

Well, at least they were standing outside of his door with knives in hand BUT! They were inside a run-down abandoned hospital.

Shrugging his shoulders, (Y/n) walked past them, investigating the run-down ward. With each window he looked out there was nothing there but the same void in the other rooms.

Each door he opened led to vastly different worlds.

One world had tons of candy, but TONS of rats. He doesn't fuck with rats.

Another world had blades for everything. The floor was sharp, the trees were sharp. Hell, even the sun was a big knife. Who knows what the air is like in there? I don't, neither did he.

And did I forget to mention he was in a white gown? Who put him in a gown? Where is his underwear???

He had some comfy Crocs on so that was the only good thing.

Opening the second to last door, he saw an extremely large stairwell, going down to the depths of Tartarus. It seemed endless, my apologies for the needless dramatic nonsense.

"Hmm, well... Might as well open the final door." He said, and when he turned around and did it he saw the worst thing possible.

A sink full of dishes. There were also tons of dirty dishes stretching endlessly on the counters. Which were... also endlessly stretching on. I don't think I needed to specify that.

If there were an infinite amount of dishes yet they all were on a counter and from a glance he could tell they were infinite then I'm sure the next logical conclusion would be to assume the counters are infinite...