Don't make me worry (mr. Crawling x Male reader)

2 | Learning some more

Quick note I decided to change how the ghost fonts looks so it'll be easier to see and less time consuming for me!  

" Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody. ” - Mark Twain

Reader's POV

After entering the room, I noticed there wasn't really anything here. I look down after hearing a clapping like sound. I let out a gasp as I saw a detached hand. "A-a hand...!?" I muttered out grimacing a bit as it was a blue green color with obvious dried clumped up blood where the wrist would be. The hand jumped a bit making the sound again with the floor. "I-it's alive?" I was officially creeped out. The hand moved and started pointing at something. I looked to where the hand was pointing. 

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"ITS A SEVERED HEAD!?" I gasped out to myself in which the head seemed to show the same expression, but then it gave a smile. the head had ginger longish hair that was dirtier more toward the end of it which looked like it was in a braid. 

" Hello! " I hear the head speak which surprised me, I didn't think it would be able to speak. Should I give it a name? Mr. head sounds to stereotypical, how about Mr. Chopped it has a nice ring to it. I remember hearing this word before from the ghost that was in the door, could it be a greeting? It's a bit too soon to guess right now. "Me Lost! Lost!" He seemed to whine and then frowned. "Possible not go inside! Me want to go inside!" 

"I wonder if he is in trouble?" I mumble to myself being able to understand at least one word. Seems like he wants to do something maybe want to is want to. I am starting to get the hang of this language, maybe I can find someone to teach me some more. 

" Want you to hold me! pick up me! pick up me!" He says with glee as the hand crawls over and points at me and back at the head with grabby hands. Now I understand he probably wants me to pick him off this ground. "Pick up! pick up!" he says to me again with a smile. Maybe I can bring him with me? Wouldn't hurt, I mean what if I get lost here trying to find the exit. I pick him up in my hands as it seems his smile got bigger. He is kinda cute, I gave chuckle. The hand skittered across the floor to an open latch. Is this what he was meaning? Makes sense as he is just a head. "Want you to go in! go in!" He says as the hand points to the latch in the floor. "Go hole!"

Well, I can't back out now. I climb down the hole with Mr. Chopped in my hands as we make it to some stairs. "Go down!" his voice rings out while I'm at the top of the stairs. I gave a slight nod making my way down as we make it to a door.  "Open door!" At this point sounds like he is giving me instructions which I can assume he wants me to open the door. I reach out and open the door but, as soon as I open the door he gives me another order to go inside. I enter the room, it looks a bit small as I see a red couch with a table and a cushion in front of it. I look over to the side a little and see a bed as well. How strange why would Mr. Chopped need all this? My question was soon answered.

"Hello" I gave a gasp turning to my left to see a tall man with long sliver hair with a bloodied lab coat on. Its that word again, It must be a greeting it could mean 'hello'. 

"Me here!" I hear Mr. Chopped say as I lift him up a bit so he can see better.

"You got lost " The man says now talking to Mr. Chopped. I should probably give him a name; I feel like I will be seeing him more often. Well, he has long sliver hair maybe if I mix 'sliver' and 'hair'. Mr. Silvair sounds nice it has a good ring to it. 

"Ghost found me, me lost" Mr. Chopped says with a pout. It sounds like he was trying to explain why he wasn't here.