Marble Hornets Your POV

P12. The choice

"You lured me towards the forest... i didnt have control of myself." My voice shaking as i spoke.

Brian's smile widens, stretching too far, splitting the skin at the corners of his mouth. Dark liquid seeps from the wounds, but he doesn't seem to notice.
"Control?" The voice purrs, slithering through the air like smoke. "You always had the control"

The tendrils tightening around my legs pulse in response, and I swear I can feel something beneath them—something moving, breathing, watching. Panic claws at my ribs.

"I don't belong here," I whisper, my voice barely my own. "I didn't want this."
Brian tilts his head. "Didn't you?"

The whispering around us swells, laughter woven through it. The faceless figure steps forward, and the void around it seems to shift, like reality itself is bending around its presence.
"You stepper through. You followed. The door only opens for those who seek."
"No," I choke out, shaking my head. "No, I was-..."

But the memories slip. The night, the trees, Brian's voice calling to me. I had been afraid. But had I hesitated? Hadn't there been something deep inside me that wanted to know?
My breath stutters.
The tendrils ease their grip, as if sensing my doubt. Brian extends a hand.
"It's easier if you don't fight it."

Behind me, a familiar voice cuts through the heavy air.
"Don't listen Y/N!"

Tim.

I whip around. He stands at the edge of this nightmare world, panting, wide-eyed, one foot still planted in the real world. The trees behind him look normal, the sky untouched. A doorway thin as mist shimmers between us.

"Resist it, take my hand" Tim insists, stepping forward. "Come now."

I want to. God, I want to.

But Brian's voice is still in my head, smooth as silk. "You already crossed over," he murmurs. "You felt it calling you, didn't you? It's inside you now."
And deep in my chest, beneath the fear, something stirs.
Something that isn't entirely afraid.

Tim's outstretched hand trembles, his eyes darting between me and the thing standing beside Brian. His face is pale, but his grip on reality, me, is strong. "You have to fight it," he says, voice raw. "Whatever it's telling you, it's lying. You dont belong here"

But Brian chuckles. The sound is wrong, layered, like multiple voices speaking through him. "Don't you see, Tim?" he muses. "Y/n already made their choice. They stepped through. The forest let Y/n in."
The whispering intensifies, a chorus of voices hissing between the bone-white trees. The ground beneath me ripples, the tendrils loosening slightly, waiting. Testing.
I glance back at the doorway behind Tim. It's still open, a thin veil between this place and the world I know. The wind from the real world brushes against my skin, cool and sharp. Familiar.

But Brian's words sink deeper, coiling around my thoughts.
Hadn't I followed willingly? Hadn't something inside me wanted to know what was beyond the trees? I can still hear it, feel it, the hum in my bones, the voice that lured me forward, the slow, creeping realization that maybe I was never meant to turn back.

"Please," Tim begs. "Come now."
The faceless figure takes another step toward me. Its head tilts, that uncanny, unseen smile stretching across nothing. The air around it pulses with quiet hunger.
"Stay."it whispers. "See what you were meant to become" 

My fingers twitch. I want to move toward Tim. I want to run. But my legs feel heavier, rooted, like part of me has already begun to merge with this place.
Tim's eyes shine with desperation. He lunges forward, grabs my wrist. The warmth of his touch jolts me, sharp and real. "I'm not losing you to this," he says, voice barely more than a breath.

Brian steps forward, too, his eyes locked on mine. The air thickens, the choice pressing down on me.
"You already belong," He whispers. "You just have to let go."
My heart slams against my ribs.

I have to choose...

One side of me wants to know what i were meant to become, but one part of me wants to go with Tim.

(Please tell me in the comments if you want to continue this dark story and see what you were meant to be. Or go with Tim and safe yourself, with a change of saving Brian as well)