- Creepypastax Neko reader -

Coma

I don't know how to explain it.

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It was comforting. Like a mother. It was warm, still, and let me be alone. I felt safe.

Safe from what though?

I ignore my thought, and push it away. Curling up, the odd gravity of where I am keeps me on this spot. I never lower or go higher.

Its so comfortable

How did I get here?

I stop the thought as it surfaces.

A womans voice booms out, sending my thoughts away and leaving my mind blank. She sings softly, and I feel my hair being sweeped away from my face gently.

The darkness lulls me to sleep, combined with her singing.

Where am I?!

Jeffs pov

When we got back to the mansion, (y/n) stepped inside then fell over. No one knows why. Its been so many days. So many. Slendy says that Zalgo could have put a spell on her so when she was in the creepypasta mansion she blacked out.

We already tries removing her from the area, we even sent Toby to care for her iin the outside world for a week. It didn't change a thing.

Dr. Smiley says shes in a coma. He says there is no way to tell when she'll wake up. It scares everyone.

Smile doesn't make a sound.

Seedeater stays by her side never leaving.

Her 'pack' pray to the moon goddess.

Every one cries half the day away.

Ben never plays video games and is often gone.

Lj never laughs.

Ej isn't craving kidneys.

They haven't opened their presents.

I did.

It was a new knife. Still a kitchen knife,.but nicer than th one I had. I haven't touched it. I feel to sad too.

It's weird to not wake up to "Smile wait up!" Or "Damnit Seed!" Or any other loud remark from her.

We all want her back.

A knock breaks the silence of the house.

"Who's there?" I call out.

The door opens and an angel with a silvery white dress and a white tiara like circle around her head.

Her black hair makes her fair skin and white clothing se Emil to glow.

She doesn't answer, and instead runs gracefully towards the stairs.

(Y/n)!

I race after her.

She walks into her room, and begins to sing a lullaby. She brushes the hair out of (y/n)'s face, with motherly look.

I notice the wings behind her are almost see through. They shine, a white glow. Her eyes are silver.

Who is this?

Her wolf pack runs into the room, spotting her they all bot simultaneously. She smiles,.looking at them.

"You may rise." She says, her voice soft and full of caring and life. She smiles as Grace, a child  (y/n)'s pack, walks forward.

The woman gently brushes her bangs back, and kisses the child's forehead..the girl gasps, and retreats back to her father.

The woman turns back to (y/n), and gently brushes her hair with her fingers. She starts singing again, and a woman, River, behind me whispers;

"The moon goddess....she cares for wolves in need. She has many names, but wolves call her Luna. Moon."