HYPOPHERNIA

Chapter 3:

  As (Y/n) cried upon her dead mother, the man cautiously walked towards them. "Are... Are you ok?" He asked, trying his best to show sympathy. (Y/n) looked up at the killer before them. "N-no." They mumbled, wiping their eyes with their palms. That's when they noticed that they didn't have fingernails. And it hurt to touch anything.

   "Ow," They look at their bloody fingers.

  The man didn't know what to do. He could show (Y/n) to his boss. But the question is, would the others except them? He could tell them that (Y/n) killed their mom on purpose. But his boss would know the real story. That wouldn't be so bad would it?

   "I... I think I should... Take you home with me?" He told them, questioning his decision. (Y/n) looked at their mom. "My dad is dead. And I-I killed my mom..." They thought for a moment.

"Um... Yeah... I will." They decided. The man nodded and held out a hand. "Alright. Let's get going, I guess." (Y/n) took the killers hand and stood. "You should probably change though." He said, pointing at their (f/c) pajamas. "Maybe just some jeans and a hoodie." He said. "I'll wait outside." And with that he crawled through the window, and jumped into their back yard.

(Y/n) stared at their dead mom on the floor. They signed sadly and grabbed the blanket off of their bed and covered the corpse.

They then started to rummage through their closet and drawers for clothes. They found a (f/c) t-shirt, a large black hoodie that their dad gave them, some skinny jeans and black hightop Converse. Their hoodie sleeves were a little longer than their arms, so they rolled those up.

Since (Y/n) assumed they were going to live with this man, they decided to pack some necessary things, like extra clothes, a toothbrush, and other accessories. Once that was all in the backpack, they took one last look  around their bedroom. They looked at a family photo.

  It was a rainy day, but no one had mind. Their mom and dad were attaching (Y/n), splashing them with mud and water. They were all laughing, and for once, on that day, (Y/n) was actually happy. They smiled and grabbed the picture, starring at it for one last minute.

They grabbed their phone and climbed through the window. Cautiously, they jumped into the yard. There in front of them was the man, patiently waiting. The man looked out to the woods over the fence. "Let's go."
He said and started to climb over the fence.

  (Y/n) followed close behind.

  ~_Time Skip_~

  The man could sense that they were close to their destination. "So, what's your name again?" He asked, still looking forward. "Oh, um, (Y/n). Yours?"
   "Jeff." He said. "We're almost there."

(Y/n) nodded. "So, do you live alone?"
They asked. "No, there's a lot of people their. It's not to crowded though." Jeff was debating if he should tell them that all the people there were killers as well. Would it freak them out?

  "So uh, the others there are kinda.... Weird.... Like me." He said. (Y/n) only nodded, not really caring. All they wanted to do was forget about what they did.

  "So don't freak out okay? Just, act like its normal." He said. "We're here."

  (Y/n) didn't even notice them walking through a cave. They must've spaced out. Once they were out of the cave, they gazed upon a large, old mansion. It was dark and gloomy, and it kinda spooked (Y/n).

"Welcome to uh, your new home, I guess." Jeff said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Oh, and uh, put up your hood." They didn't know why they had to, but they did it anyway. "Stay close." Jeff sounded nervous about bringing them into his home. It kind of scared (Y/n).

   "O-okay." They scooted closer to the man. They and Jeff walked up to the door and opened.

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