Pixels (JackSepticEye X Reader)

;:16:;

Anti
The name rings in the back of my mind.

I stand alone, no longer captive from whatever was holding me down. I looked around to nothing but black. Still. Like a mark that 'Anti' made in this space time continuum area that was once white and pure. But it hit me that he is the one allowing me excess to this uncharted world into the next, which apparently is still in the same world at the same time. I don't know, this whole thing is confusing.

But now, I'm stuck. There's no longer a door and a handle of light, beaming a path for me to glide into Jack's loving arms. Looking away and towards myself has not worked as it did in the past. I'm just... stuck.

My eyelids started growing heavy, but I didn't want to sleep here. It crawls with dangerous vibes knowing that Anti is probably still watching me from an unknown distance. I started to sing to myself, not knowing anything else to do. I certainly don't want to be left here alone with only my thoughts to comfort me.

"What if, what if we run away... What if, what if we left today... What if we say goodbye to safe and sound. And what if, what if we're hard to find. What if, what if we loose our minds. What if we left them far behind, and they're never found... "
(Septic Points to you if you know this song)

I started to tear up, thinking of Jack with the song lyrics.

"And when the lights start flashing like a photo booth, and the stars exploding we'll be fire proof.
My youth...
My..."

I was interrupted by loud, demonic laughing.

"Y-youth..."

Louder the laughing grew.

"is..."

Louder than before.

"y-yours..."

"That's enough out of you." The dark laughing voice that belonged to Anti whispered seriously into my ear. A loud crash came from behind me which caused me to curl into a ball and hope I don't get injured.

When the sound left I was again alone. I turned around to view what I expect to see as a mess behind me, but instead found the door that lead to my freedom to Jack.

I stumbled to my feet and bolted to the door. When I opened it, my eyes only blinked and I found myself in a bed.

But...

It's not Jack's bed.

It's not mine either...

It's not even Gage's.

Where the fuck am I?

I studied the room before I left to investigate. The opposite side of the bed I was on had previously had a person on it. The sheets were askew to the outline of another person, and the bed was still dented from their print. I ran my hand over it and pushed down. The bed started slowly forming back up.

I got up and looked around the rest of the room. There were three different rooms connected to this one. I opened one, a simple modern bathroom. Nothing too out of the ordinary.

I opened the next door, a room with padded walls accompanied but a desk with a desktop, monitor, keyboard, and a wall of pc games. A gaming room? Maybe it's okay, I'm with Jack and we just moved? Yeah, yeah okay.... Who knows how far ahead Anti placed me now.

I closed the door and walked to the last one and slowly opened it, knowing that it probably held a hallway, or the center of the home.
I stepped into a hallway, as expected, and walked into a kitchen.

I definitely not with Jack.

A man with no shirt on and black sweat pants with his back to me stood before me.

He had black hair and what looked like red on the top and he leaned over an oventop, cooking.

"Anti...?" I whispered so apparently only I can hear. He was the only person I could think of being here.

I slowly walked up behind him and put my hand on his shoulder.
"Anti? Is that you...?" I asked as I turned him around.

I saw his face and backed up while screaming.
How am I here now?