Resident Evil 7 (Reader insert)

The Start

Ethan was surprised to find that Mia sent that email to him. You REALLY wanted to help since Ethan was your best friend who got you through thick and thin. You wanted to return the favor. You were in his car while he was driving. You were talking on the phone with Ethan's friend on speaker. (Ima be in this story but no funny stuff k?) Fli was sleeping so all she could hear was "Prank....Come get her.....she.....Louisiana.....Find out what happened." "what's the answer to this question..I dunno Mr.Sprinkles...KEY LIME SPRINKLE CAKE!!!," (Jk I lied >:3) Fli woke up. You were so bored that you listened to her mumbling in her sleep. Your phone died and Ethan's had no games. "Are we there yet?" Fli asked. "Almost there." You answered. "Aren't we in Louisiana? " Fli asked you. "Yes why?" "I got some Princess And The Frog vibes." Fli said. The car stopped and Ethan got out of the car. You and Fli did the same. "This is the place." Ethan said. "I say we f it and run if somebody sees us." Fli said.

You 3 saw a gate which led to a house. Ethan tried to open it but it wouldn't open. "Step aside" Fli said confidently. Little fact about Fli, Ethan is WAY stronger than her. Once she tried to lift up a bag full of groceries when you went shopping, she only got it an inch above ground until Ethan took it with ease. She shook the gate lock( didn't work) she tried to pry it open(failed). "Maybe just a bit too confident. But you're making progress! You're not staring at it like it's going to eat you!" You said to her. "You might wanna think again Y/N." Ethan told you. You looked at Fli, and she was staring intently at the lock like it was going to move. "Oh." you said. You 3 kept looking around for Mia. You were all walking, but suddenly Ethan pulled you and Fli down. You were about to ask him what was wrong, but you saw a man with glasses walking by to the right. You and Ethan honestly don't know why you brought Fli along. This was an adult journey. But she wanted to come with you guys since you, Ethan, and Fli are a pretty good trio. You had to head where the man was going, so you followed the way he went. You all saw a bunch of crows eating a dead and skinned animal and the flew away. One of them hit Fli in the face. "Ow! STUPID CROWS!" she yelled. Some of the light came back to this dark adventure. You crouched down to crawl under the hanging animals and bloody saws. "Those poor animals" you said. "TRIGGERED" Fli yelled. "How are you triggered?" Ethan asked. "Her pig Reuben died on a game she played." you replied. You were up on a hill now along with a way inside the house. You jumped down the hill to see a smoking used-to-be fire. With Mia's bag... You found her driver's license and a picture of Ethan, Fli, you, and Mia together. There was a bench swing near the door. You took one last look around and noticed that you saw various signs written in red like "ACCEPT HER GIFT" or "JOIN US". 'There's no turning back now.' you thought. You went in to the house to hear the door slam behind you. You tried to open it but it was locked. All you saw was pitch black until Ethan got out a flashlight . "Ethan" Fli whispered. "What is it?" Ethan asked. "Don't be offended but your flashlight is trash. It's better than nothing though." "Okay, thanks?" Ethan said unsure. You walked in a sort of line. With Ethan in the front, Fli in the middle (stuck in the middle), and you in the back. That way you could run if something came in front. It also helped keep lookout for people trying to sneak up behind you. You walked in to a kitchen. 

*You tried to open the drawers only to find they were locked

*Fli opened the fridge to see a sticky (not to mention stringy) residue to stretch when she opened it. (She instantly closed it)

*Ethan looked in a pot which was full of who-knows-what and for him to get roaches crawling on his arm.

Ethan quickly wiped them off his arm. "Ew ew ew ew. That'll forever haunt me" Fli said. That will surely send shivers down your spine. You explored some more only for Fli to wander upstairs. "Wait..where did Fli go?" Ethan asked you. He turned around only to find that you weren't there. Ethan heard a crash so he went- I mean ran upstairs to find you picking up a tape, and Fli staring at a red button while pressing it repeatedly. Ethan saw the tape and gently took it out of your hands. "DON'T TOUCH IT! IT COULD HAVE RABIES!" Fli yelled at the top of her lungs while scaring the daylights out of you and Ethan. "Holy Jesus chill" you said. You two (you and Ethan) continued examining the tape. It said 'Derelict House Footage' on it. Then you heard rapid or frantic tapping. You looked over to see Fli STILL pressing the button, but she was spamming it really fast. "Fli!" you and Ethan yelled. Fli yelped because she was so concentrated (you honestly have no idea why but it was kind of entertaining.). You went back downstairs while Fli looked in a closet to find bottles of 'Nushella' inside of it with a mop and cleaning supplies. "I DON'T APPRECIATE THIS KNOCKOFF NUTELLA." Fli said offended. (Geez this girl was quite the mystery). Ethan went in a room and you followed him. The room had a piano, a fireplace, and a TV with static. You looked to see different pictures in various places which were blurry. Ethan reached out to the piano until Fli said, "Ethan, you know you suck at playing the piano." "How do you know?" you asked. "I've heard him play before. And I can play Lavender Town which is pretty simple." Fli answered. Ethan reached out to the piano anyway only for it to close once his hand was half an inch away. "See? Even the piano agrees with me!" Fli said. Ethan went towards the TV and put the tape you and him found earlier.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Tape~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Boo! Where did you find this guy?" and man said. "Give me a break, Pete." another guy said. The man whose name you assumed was Pete said, "Hey! I only work with professionals. Speaking of which, make sure the sound is right this time. I don't want a repeat of Amarillo." "Hey!  That was two fucking years ago!" the other man said. "I don't do ADR." Pete said. Something told you he was an asshole. Well duh! "This new guy? I'm not feeling it." "Again?" the other guy asked Pete. "Just don't be surprised if we have to make a change, "Pete said cockily., "New plan. We do a walkthrough of the inside first, then we shoot the intro." Pete went on. "Just like we always do." You're just gonna call him Andre. "Just try to say the show's name this time, OK?" Pete said. "No problem." (I think it's Andre). "Tonight on Sewer Gators, another worthless fucking shithole. Happy?" Pete said with an attitude. (Ykw I think Andre said to say the name so just swish it cuz my phone acts stupid when I try to go back sometimes) "Ecstatic." Andre said sarcastically. What's up with everyone and sarcasm in this? "Are we rolling?" Pete had asked. They were at the door of the house that you just went in. "Alright let's go." Pete said while attempting to open the door. He failed to do so. "Get outta the way." Andre said kicking the door open. MOVE BISH GET OUT THE WAY "So why are we in hell this time?" Pete had asked. Jeez shouldn't he know why they're re there? "Do you EVER prep?" Andre asked. "At least he has some common sense." you said. "The common sense I would've had is to not come there at all. Have you seen Moe Sargi's videos? " Fli had said. (Back to tape) "What's the prep? Shitty house. Spooky sounds. Ooh is it haunted? Fuck me. (ew no) I was an anchor, you know." Pete complained. "Weekend sub, Pete. Not anchor." "What's that?" Pete replied to Andre. "Nothing." Andre said. "What's the story Andre?" Dang what does Pete even do? "Abandoned house. Missing family. Foul play suspected. The usual." Andre said. "How long did you say this place was abandoned?" "3 years." Andre answered Pete. Suddenly there was coughing. "Clancy, get a shot of this. This'd make a great cutaway. So uh.. Hillbilly Joe and his family of missing-" "Not hillbillies. The Bakers. Jack and Margurite Baker. And they were quiet, not backward. Alto of bad rumors about their son, Lucas. Bad seed, apparently." Andre inturupted Pete. "Agh shit! I knew I shouldn't have worn my food shoes. Glad I had my shots. Although, this'd make a great backdrop. Andre what do you think?" Pete turned to see he was gone. "Andre? Andre. Andre! Clancy, you see where Andre went? Where is he? Un-fucking-believable. This is the last time I work with that guy. I mean producers, they come and go, but a good cameraman like you, Clancy? You stick with me." Pete said. A crash was heard from the other room. "What the Fuck was that? Did you hear that? Andre? Where the Fuck is he? Andre, where are you, man?" Scraping against metal was heard. "What the hell?" Pete pulled a handle from the fireplace..the one you were in now..."You gotta be fucking kidding me." A door slid open. "Alright new deal. W-we find Andre and we go. I mean, Fuck this show." The cameraman you assumed was Clancy scouted ahead and climbed down the ladder. "What do you see? What is it?" Pete asked. Clancy walked over to see Andre 'staring' at a wall. Clancy walked up to him. Andre turned around, mouth bloody, eyes blood shot and rolled in the back of his head. Andre fell on Clancy while the camera got staticy because of the impact. Andre's eyes leaked blood while a man walked toward Clancy...then the camera died.

~~~~~~~~~~~~End Tape~~~~~~~~~~~~

This took WAY too long to make. Sorry for any mistakes, anything I missed, or if I got anything wrong. Deal with Fli in the story. Please, don't complain or get mad. Word count (including this): 1796 words. Nobody read the 3rd/2nd chapter. That makes no sense. (Now 1809 words).