Masky x Blind Reader (Continued)

Chapter 2. NEVER forget

After a minute of nothing but black I see red. I slowly open my eyes to see blue and white, it was the sky. I could see the sky. I turn my head to my little brother and see him smiling so I smile back just as sweet. "Come on kids! Dinners ready!" mom yells. I look over at her and yell back, "coming!" and turn to my brother. We both stand and take a running position, "race ya!" he says getting a head start. I was older and had longer legs so that was an advantage. I rush past him and jump onto the porch, "I win..." I say laughing. The blonde headed boy rolled his eyes, "oh, I will beat you next time for sure!" he says, and we both head inside. After a few minutes the sun starts setting. Mom is bringing the food over and then I hear something.
BOOM.
Some kind of loud thunder like explosion and then everything went white. A few seconds later I see smoke and flames and an intense pain in my eyes, they were burning, literally. I find myself now in my burning kitchen with no sight and my baby brother dead. Mom and dad, dead. Everything hurts and I can't see. I'm lost and hot and there's so much pain. Help? Someone? Anyone! "Help! Please! Someone please help!" I scream. Before I can scream again I start coughing from the amount of smoke and then, everything goes blank as I feel myself hit the ground. When I wake up I realise that its all still black. Although I can't tell where I am or where in going I can tell I'm safe. Someone is carrying me... We're running, but where? I try a little harder to get a grip on where we are so I listen, I listen to the sound of swift foot falls hitting leaves and
crickets chirping. I assume I've been out for a while, and from the cool breeze that just smacked me in the face I guess we are running really fast, but why? Are we running away from something? Someone? If so than who? So many questions and so little time to answer them before I hear, "(y/n)! You're awake! We will be there soon just hold tight," the voice says soothingly. I recognise this voice. A soft smile grazed my lips as my fourteen year old body then fell limp. "Hold on...hold on..." the words faded as I fell back to sleep. This time, when I wake we aren't running. I groan only to hear my voice is back to my 21 year old self. I feel light headed as I open my eyes to the barren nothingness that is the void. Feeling the fabric underneath me I realise I'm in a bed, though not my own. My bed was creaky but not this creaky. The smell of wood and dust leads me to believe the house I'm in is old and possibly abbondoned. I can't help but sigh. I left Jackson the voicemail saying I'm fine and he needs to come fix the window...but what happens when he comes to help and finds me not there? I sigh and start to sit up. I stop in my tracks when I hear someone coming. Their footsteps sound heavy and I'm guessing they are wearing steal toe boots. That single fact is enough to send chills down my spine. Steal toe boots are perfect for murderers, if someone stomps on their toe they won't feel a thing. Helps keep the prey and gives me less chance to escape, meaning I have to be smart. All instincts tell me to run. I left my mask at home, no time to grab accessories when you're being kidnapped am I right? I can't hide the fact that I'm blind from anyone without the mask and, the scars that run across my face from that night are fully exposed. Once again I try to turn on my sense to see if there is anything I can use, and to my surprise, on the bedside table there is a piece of wood carved specifically to fit a face. Someone knows I wear a mask... I put it on quickly and the door opens. I'm sitting on the side of the bed with my hands pressed against it. I push myself off the matress and assume a defensive position trying not to show my fear. "Good, you found the mask," the voice said. The smokey blur in the door way was leaning on the frame with his arms crossed. I lighten up a little staring towards him. I hear the shuffle of fabric and the blur moves getting larger. The smoke flailing around its body, I can't help but ask "who are you? Where am I? Why am I here? Are you going to kill me? What happened to the other guy? What's going on?!" at this he sighs, "name's Jeff. In the mansion. Because masky decided to bring ya. I'm not but the others might. Masky is asleep. And you have been kidnapped. Phew kid, that is a lot of questions to answer...." the voice says. I feel a hand on my should and I instinctively jump back keeping a distance between us. After only mere seconds he chuckles. Jeff walks away and I realise his shoes...were wrong. "Your... So .... I'm....does anyone here wear...steal toe?" I ask. Jeff laughed "Tim does. Its a thing for him I guess. He wears them constantly. And yes he is the only one right now, might be others eventually...dunno" he says. "Tim?" I turn my head slightly, Jeff raises a hand in the air with what I'm guessing to be his index fingure waving in circles, "masky. Timothy is masky. He brought you here. Now come on. Seeing as you are awake I have orders to bring you to slendy," he says. I raise an eyebrow before forgetting he can't see and decide to stop with the questions before he gets mad and kills me. I touch the mask to make sure its in place and walk down with Jeff. I follow him down stairs and corridors until we reach the living room. There are so many others... My anxiety starts to hit but I stay composed. My entire body aches just knowing I'm in a house of murderers. Some of them smell like dead carcasses that have been rotting too long. They were all sickening but I had to endure. Why do I have to be here? Why can't I just leave? Jackson....I'm sorry....I think to myself looking away from the others and simply stand here. No one asks anything and nobody comes up to me. They just go about their day. After a few seconds pass Jeff grabs my arm and basically drags me to 'slendy's' office. We get to the front of the door and before we knock a voice calls "come in." and the door opens. I may not be able to see it but the figure in front of me feels ancient or at least really really powerful. I hear the doors shut behind me and I flinch. I bring one arm up to rest on my forearm and avoid making 'eye contact' or whatever is closest to that for me. "(Y/n) that little power of yours...do you think that there are others like you?" the slender figure asks. I nod slightly, he sighs and I look over at him in confusion. Getting a better veiw of him I see he is tall and slender and has rope like tentacles flailing around him. I notice that when I concentrate enough I can see he doesn't have a face or mouth. I wonder how he talks...."telepathy. I can see your memories. I can talk to you and above all I can make you see what I want you to," he says. At this my heart races and I turn my thoughts to ground zip, zilch, nada, and zero. I sense him nodding in amusement and I let out a deep breath before, " let. Me. Go." I say in a cold voice. The figure stifles a laugh and speaks, "JUST to be clear. No one here knows you are blind. Masky broke in but he didn't see your face enough to get a good look at your eyes. I even asked for a description and when he left out the eyes I checked his memory to see just what, exactly, he saw. Turns out it really was hard to see. I wouldn't have known had you not just thought it in the other room. Don't worry, you don't have to tell them. But you can't leave," he says. I blink a few times behind the mask taking in everything. Its great they don't know I'm blind but...I can't leave...slender man shuffles some papers and stamps a few. He does this the entire time I'm here. Wonder if he has to do this a lot...?
After a few minutes of standing around taking in the information that I am not allowed to leave and my secrets safe for now. I think hard on what to think...all of this absolutely puzzles me. Why me? Why now? Why why why why why....why.....? Its not fair! I don't want to be here! I have never killed in my life! I don't belong in a house of killers...this is wrong...soon enough I give in and simply nod. I can't leave so might as well sulk about it. I walk out of spenders office about half an hour later with a lot of info. He filled me in pretty well. Masky is the one who brought me here and constantly smells like cigarettes. Hoodie is the quiet one with the ominous feeling. Ticci Toby is the fella with torette syndrome so...twitchy kid.
EJ or Eyeless Jack is the cannibal that will try to steal my kidney in my sleep. LJ or laughing jack is the dark clown thing and his trigger word is Isaac. He also loves candy and is absolutely insane.
Sally is the little girl. Ben is the gamer guy. He feels...green? Weird. He pretty much cosplays zelda's link. Jeff is....yeah...Jane isn't here right now but she will be back soon. She is pretty much the opposite gender of Jeff. Clockwork is like the yandere genderswap of Toby... And if I'm lucky I can avoid rake...scary .... Nina is pretty frightening....BP or bloody painter also known as Helen is definitely scare-tastic. Aparently the one I have to fear most is the only one I find not so scary. Its puppeteer. He sounds kinda ok but he's as much of a psycho as clockwork...I sigh knowing this info will never stick and head upstairs. I reach my room with the help of Jeff who decided to give me the layout. Once I get to my door I mark a big X with a Z going through it. It was my mark. I knew it well. I walk into my room with a yawn and realise its gotten late. I sit on the bed glancing around, for even if I cannot see I can still pretend to have purpose for that. Finally I give in and fall back on the bed letting the silence surround me and finally, falling asleep.
While asleep I hear masky's voice warning me. I ignore it and soon its gone.
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