DISCONTINUED - Secret Twins

Failsafe part 4

Guys I'm really sorry, but due to recent events I don't know when the next update will be. All I know is that it's going to take me a lot of time to recover from it. So I apologize beforehand for yet another undetermined hiatus. Sorry for failing as a writer. Honestly, I hate myself for this too. I'm really really sorry.

Also, I didn't plan on having this so early on in the story but TRIGGER WARNING!

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Danni

Unlike how the previous memory/scene/whatever those things are when they ended and changed to the next one, with a bright white light that seemed so welcoming, this time there was only darkness. Cold, unwelcoming darkness that never seemed to end. The cold wasn't like how you'd feel when it's a cold winter's night, or when a northern breeze blows through your clothes. No, this cold is like those uneasy chills down your spine you get when you know something bad is about to happen.

Danni tried to look around, not that it would do her any good as it was somehow even too dark for her ghost eyes to see, like something was just sucking up all light so one would be left in total darkness. With unease creeping up her spine, she created a ball of her ecto-energy to use as a means to lighten the room. But to no avail. Instead of lighting up the room like it was intended to do, the ball puffed out of existence. Though it seemed as though the energy released while creating the ball, and the energy from the ball itself, had started the...whatever those things are.

A single lamp flickered on, dangling above a tied down, only slightly younger looking Danni. Younger Danni was looking at the lamp, eyes following the dim yellow light above her. Seemingly mesmerized how it swung to the front of her, almost plunging her back into darkness while also revealing massive pools of dried up blood. And how it swung back behind her, now falling back into darkness while unseen but not unknown to the Younger Danni, bloodied knives, syringes and other blood covered tools were revealed. But not just any blood. The tools and tiles were covered in not only red, but also green. Although it went mostly unnoticed by the older girl in the room.

Swinging forwards, to the pools of blood.

Backwards, to the bloody tools.

Forwards, pools of blood.

Backwards, bloody tools.

Pools.

Tools.

Forth.

Back.

Forth.

The older Danni looked away from the lamp and what it revealed, blinking away the dots and trying to put an end to what she was imaging that caused all that blood to come from. She spared one last look at her younger self and frowned. She didn't remember this at all. Was this some trick of that 'not so crazy but still pretty crazy' old ghost that started all this? Or is it just her mind playing ticks on her, showing her a long forgotten nightmare?

"No."

Shaking off a weird sudden pinch of sadness, Danni quickly turned back to her younger self, but the younger girl hadn't moved at all and frankly seemed to not have heard anything. But to be honest, it sounded too...broken, too sad, and a little bit too... male to have come from her. Frowning, she shook off the feeling, ya know that feeling you get when you know you're about to do something you may not be supposed to do, yeah that, and created another ecto-ball, by some miracle it didn't disappear like everything before it. But nothing changed. It was like the neon green ball wasn't even there. Putting more energy into the ball, making it brighter and finally managing to slightly have more light, Danni started looking around again, this time slower than before.