Tom is a man with severe depression, the only way to keep him in check is to go to an asylum, he doesn't like to talk but that soon changes when he meets a creepy blindfolded roommate..
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OKAY SO THIS GIF HAS LITERALLY BUTT FREAKING NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS STORY AND I DOUBT ANYONE OF MY LOVELY READERS KNOW WHO THESE PEOPLE ARE BECAUSE YOU'RE MOST LIKELY NOT AN EMO AND YOU PROBABLY HAVE A LIFE. ANYWAY I LOVE THE NEW UPDATE! ———————————————————– (In case you forgot it's Tom's pov) I shot out of bed, my chest was pounding. I can hear my heartbeat blasting in my ears. My body felt soaked. I groaned realizing I was still in this shit hole. I got out of my bed and I dragged my body into the bathroom and turned on the lights, the lights in this old bathroom are really dim and it's kinda hard to see but I can still manage. I'm honestly glad that it's not super bright because that would hurt. I looked in the mirror and my reflection was enough to scare anyone. My hair was going in every direction, you can see my roots showing from my old bright blue dyed hair, My eyes were bloodshot and puffy. There were dark bags under my eyes and my actual pupils looked emotionless and dead. Once my heart beat had calmed I kept hearing a ringing in my ears. I turned on the faucet and splashed some cold water onto my face. I looked at the mirror again feeling a little bit better. And I froze in fear.
Like I said before it's hard to see everything. But I can still see somethings. There was a body standing in the doorway... I couldn't see their face but I could feel their stare. As if my back was burning. My heart was racing again.. I turned around quickly to try and see them better. I felt faint. I was trying to calm down but I'm panicking. I was frantically looking around for this person but they're gone.. The doorway is empty like it was when I first entered the room. I tried to not move at all to see if I can detect anything. It was really quiet...
BAM.
I yelped in fear and ducked down. The mirror behind me shattered.
I was hyperventilating now.
I felt paralyzed. I couldn't move and my god I was trying. I wanted to run.
The lightbulb popped out of the socket and shot to the ground like a gun shattering into tons of pieces.
The lights were now out.
Somehow I managed to brake out of my paralyses. And I booked it to the corner of the bathroom without seeing anything.
I sat in the corner of the pitch black room.
I heard crunching as if someone was walking over the broken glass of the dead lightbulb and mirror.
It was getting louder as if someone was walking closer to me.
There was no sound in the room except for the pouncing of my chest and my heavy breathing.
I slid my knees to my chest.
I heard a chuckle. The chuckle was from a deep low mans voice. He whispered,
"My dear.. Dear, Thomas.."
——————————————————WOWY. OKAY SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN A WHILE AND FOR THIS SPOOPY CHAPTER ALSO SPREY FOR IT BEING SK SHORT. AND GO ON TWITTER AND RE TWEET TOM SYNDICATES TWEET ABOUT MIANITE SEASON THREE. AHHH. ILY. and I remember getting a comment on the J.M. Chapter saying that I hit all of their fears. Well. This chapter is for you. Ily. Have a good night.
This is a good spooky song. ILY ALL HAVE A GOOD NIGHT.
