Dead by Daylight (Fanfiction)

Revelations

Sharp scissors, she heard the sharp snips as they cut her dress up. Gentle hands flipped her onto her front like she was a paper doll. "Not a single kill" A voice whispered. She heard another voice reply, a quiet grunt she didn't quite catch. "Agreed" The first voice said. "We only have three days...The harvest" the voices continued to talk, words floated around, much as she tried she only managed to catch a few words, "Harvest" and "Sacrifice" were repeated often. Grumbling with the effort she managed to turn her head to the side, where Cartoonz lay on a steel table, his arm ended at the elbow and she laughed as a figure shimmered into view, attempting to sew the other part of his arm back on. The figure turned and frowned at her, a normal face, not a Thing. "NoWt...gonna work" She giggled. "Hish arm's foouucked" The normal man said something whoever was working on her.

After a while she was flipped again and watched as they applied a strange green cream to her ankle where the teeth marks of the bear trap left huge gaping gashes in her flesh, they stitched them together, leaving the green stuff to ooze from her flesh. "Turnings me intosh flubber" she sniggered. "Can't you shut her up?" A voice hissed.

"Shush up yourshelf" she slurred. Oddly she had felt no pain at all whilst they were working on her, and she noticed an IV set up next to her head, pumping something into her arm. "Fixshing me back ups" Her lips started to feel heavy, along with her eyelids as something was injected into the bag. She floated up into the air, into nothingness.

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The coach jolted, slamming her head into the window and bringing her out of her doze. Violet rubbed her forehead tenderly. "Weird dream" she said to herself. The forest was ahead of her, the place where they had gone off the banking flew by as the coach picked up speed. She rested her head back, snuggling herself into the comfy seat and listening to the gentle roar as the coach rocked across the tarmac. No Thing with a machete, No one was hanging from a hook in the darkness. Too much coffee made for terrible dreams.

Drip

Drip.

Rain was coming through the air con somehow. She lifted her hand up to turn it off, and jumped as her palm came back crimson. Drip, Drip, Drip. She leapt into the aisle and watched as a pool of blood started to collect into her seat. Spinning around she scrambled to the back of the coach, where the others had sat. They were froze in mid laughter, Delirious' mouth was open, blood trickling down. Vanoss' head was split open, his brain pulsing beneath the skull. A hole had been ripped in Cartoonz shoulder, she couldn't tell what had happened to Wildcat, there was too much blood covering his body. All the four had garish smiles. The coach halted suddenly, causing the four men's bodies to tumble into the aisle, their hands reaching out as if to pull her into their own horror. Screaming she ran to the front of the bus, to tell the driver. "Help" she wailed, tears of fear obscuring her vision. The driver stood up and turned to look at her, he fixed his beady black eyes on her, the flaps of skin on his face rippled unpleasantly as a smile stretched across his face.

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Violet jerked awake into a room that was dimly lit with low red lights. "...Sex dungeon" She peered over to where the voice had come from and saw Wildcats face on the other side of the room. He motioned for her to stay still and she felt a weight on her shoulder. Glancing down she saw Delirious, snoring gently, and felt a drip as he drooled and it ran down her arm. "Gross" she grimaced, gently untangling herself and lowering his head to the floor. Violet lightly pattered across the room to where the group had gathered, she smiled as she saw Ohm. "You got out!" She whispered. He shook his head sadly. "No need to whisper" He explained solemnly, I don't think anyone's listening to be honest, or that they're going to bother us, Me and Bryce, we started following the cables on the floor to a generator, we'd just found one when the fog came"