Creepy As They Get ( Creepypasta x reader )

Part 17

(Possible trigger warning)

"I know what you fear.... What makes your skin crawl... Remember this... Enjoy the darkness; you'll be here for a long while." the Shadow says, his voice booming in your ears, and with that everything went silent. It's so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. You sit down leaning your back against the wall, trying not to panic. Scratching sounds would creep into your ears, then would fade away.

"I refuse to break! You think I'm scared of the dark?! Think again!" You yell out, standing to your feet. There is no response, you sigh and lean against the wall. Ton of pin pricks stab their way into your skin, you scream and jump forward. "What the-?" you say, reaching slowly for the wall once again. Again, you feel the pin pricks, your hand searing in pain. Just touching them causes immense pain; you grab your hand trying to make the pain go away.

You feel the ground move a bit, nearly knocking you back into the wall of pricks. You back away far from the wall, or at least you try as the other side greets you a bit too soon then it should of. The ground rumbles and shakes again, moving up in a wave like pattern. You fall to the ground trying to stay stable; it feels like some living thing is under you. The ground doesn't feel like some solid concert or even dirt ground, but rather like spongy flesh. It shakes again, trying to fling you against the wall. You grab onto it, refusing to allow it to move you around.

The one end starts to move upward, the flesh wraps itself around your wrists, keeping you there. The fleshy thing slowly moves you against the wall, you struggle to escape, but it keeps you in place. You can lightly feel the pricks touching your clothing, mostly at your limbs. Then you feel them touching your skin. Your legs start to burn first, you bite down refusing to scream, tears streaking your face. Then the pain starts in your arms, still equally painful.

You hold your breath, waiting for more of them to stab into your skin. However, it stops and in a flash, both are gone. Your heart beat still pounds in your chest, as you collapse to the ground and catch your breath. You feel your legs for the wounds, but your hands feels nothing but your own flesh. The scratching sounds slowly returning in your ears.



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Time in here seems to be eternal; you had no way of determining what time had passed. It felt like maybe weeks, but you had no way to find out. Whenever you would try to rebel, yell or defy him, you would be faced with something terrifying. You hear voices talk to you; the walls seem to shrink day by day. You hardly had room to move around.

You couldn't take it anymore, you feel like you're going insane. Your mind is a mess; you never knew when something would happen, or if something was really there or not. Even if you're quiet and behave, something would occasionally by thrown your way. He's messing with you in and out, and you know he's enjoy each second of it, Breaking you down, physical, mentally and emotionally.

You couldn't take it anymore, you feel poisoned. "LET ME OUT, I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE ANYMORE!" you scream, banging your fist against the walls, choking back your tears. "HELP!!" you weakly scream again, your voice squeaking. Your body shakes from the abuse it's taken.

After yelling for a long while your voice has become harsh and raspy. "Tsk, you shouldn't be yelling for so long... You've only been in here for about a week and you are already quitting?" The shadow says, a cold presence emerging behind you. You stay silent, afraid of what would happen if you did anything. A low orange glow lights the tiny room.

"Aww, Don't act that way..." He whispers in your ear, you feel cold hands touch you; making you jump, your body shaking uncontrollably. They don't stop there, slowly his hands grab you and smash you against the wall. A hand wraps tightly around your throat, cutting off all air flow. His other hand slides up your leg, then stops, nails sharply digging into your thigh. You weakly squeal in pain, the warm blood running down your leg.

"Now, I don't let to be ignored. Especially by a low, weak mortal as yourself!" He growls, but then clears his throat and releases your throat. You feel many other hands from the wall behind you grab you, pulling you against the wall. Two grabbing your head to face the figure, which you can only see his bright orange eyes. You struggle to move away from the hands, them grabbing you anywhere to keep you put.

"Now then, if you behave and do as I command, you'll be out of here." He explains, his eyes never looking away from you. You feel yourself become angry, like hell you would listen to this monster. "Let me the f*** out!" You say barely audible, due to your parched throat.

"Don't take the tone with me!" He snaps, and then there was silence. The only source of light, disappearing. "If you insist on being rude, then let me step this up a notch." His voice echoes, giving a cocky laugh. The hands letting you go, making you fall to your knees.
You clinch your teeth, wanting to hit him, feeling angry beyond words. You feel something crawling on your skin, making you quickly brush it off. You pull yourself to your feet, still hearing silence. You feel something fall on your neck, like a spider.

You quickly knock it off, regretting your last actions. More little sensations crawl up your legs, you quickly kick them off. You back up to the all, only to feel tons running along the surface. You cry out, trying to avoid them. More falling on you or crawling up your legs. You try your hardest to get them off, only to feel more and more crawling on your skin. You feel more trapped now, then the whole time you've been in here. You hear his voice laughing as he watched you wither in fear, enjoying your torment.

You don't know how long, but after some time they all stop crawling on you. You still feel like they are there though, like if you move one will jump on you. You stay in your spot, fearing to move at all, tears streaking your face. All there is, is silence.
You feel the ground start to shake again, the floor slowly giving out again. You want to back yourself against the wall, but still fear that the spiders might be there. You kneel to the ground hoping that stops you from falling, but to no avail. You scream weakly, feeling your body free fall, moving fast through the darkness.

You get the shocking thought of what is waiting for you at the end of the fall, the impact of the ground could be a deadly one. You couldn't see though the darkness, making the anticipation excruciating. You finally hit something, diving into freezing cold waters. It washes over you, your body barely able to handle the sudden temperature change. You swim up for air, but never find the surface no matter how far you would swim. Your body being whipped left and right by the waters current, your lung hurt for air. You need air now, before you drown.

Right before you lose conscience, you are thrown from the water and onto dry land. Light hits your eyes, blinding you in its rays. "Now then..." You hear his voice say sternly. "Do you understand who I am and why you should fear me?" The shadow finishes, you gasp for air and nodding. Light still blinding you, the world slowly taking shape, but there were no colors... everything is in monochrome.
You're back to where you were taken from in the first place, the same but colorless clearing. "Let me tell you this..., I'm sure you've heard of the Boogie Man. Well you can think of me as a form of... 'Boogie –man' for the lack of a better term..." The shadow says, standing over your hunched over body it shake in fear.

He grins with joy seeing you in pain, "Aww this is much satisfactory, but still..... I would give anything to destroy Slender and everyone else that sides with him. Luckily, they haven't even come close to finding you. They're slowly giving up... but! If they do get here... even if it's one by one I'll be thrilled....to watch them fall." He says, and laughs out manically, once again disappearing. You just lay there on the grey grass too weak to move, your blind eyes adjusting to the light again.