LAUGHING JACK X READER

Alone

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I'm lead down a hallway by who I was informed is 'masky'. Millions of questions are shooting through my mind, but I know asking them mightn't be the best solution. I'm lead down some wooden stairs which don't look stable. They spiral, probably so it's less room used up, and it's harder for people to run, and I eventually reach the bottom. I'm back in that room I woke up in, the one that looked like a wooden box, with a 'metal' plank and duvet on it, straps tied to the top and bottom where feet and hands would be. I shudder thinking about the previous events and masky notices my discomfort. He doesn't talk, it's rare he does, so I basically have 0 idea what's going in. He mumbled something about how he needs to leave, and walks out without explaining anything.
Once again, I was alone, with only my thoughts for company. I pray that the singular lightbulb on the 'ceiling' won't go out, because I would be left in complete darkness. There's no windows or furniture, only the metal 'bed'. I look to the corner of the room and spot something

My school bag.

I walk over to it, frantically opening it and grabbing my phone. I can phone someone to help me, the police even, they can track me down and I'll be free!! I turn my phone off and squint a little at the sudden bright light, since the light I was used to was dim. I look at the top of the screen and gasp. 18% battery, and no signal. I guess I must've accidentally had my phone turned on without low power mode, because normally it'll be on 80% at the lowest on a school day.
I don't know if it will work phoning 911, but I try anyways. I dial the number and hear ringing, YES, it's working. Someone at the other end of the line picks up. "911, what is your eme-" the talking was cut off and replaced by static. NoNoNoNoNoNoNo. "Hello!?!?" I say into the phone, desperate for a response. The battery life has went down rapidly, and I have no idea how. It's on 6% now, this isn't normal.
I place my phone down after trying a few more times, still just receiving static. I lean against the cold hard wall, burying my head in my knees. Crying would be pointless, clearly the 'things' in this place have no remorse, which doesn't surprise me. I grab my bag closer and look through it, in a way it's comforting. There's left over food from lunch but I'm not in the mood for eating. I look at all the things in there, realising how many useless things I have in there, when I find a notebook. My school gives us our own books for homework and stuff, so I don't know why I even bring my own book. It's empty. I open it and grab a pen.

"Hi. I don't know why I'm writing here, but I need an escape. I'm stuck somewhere, I don't know where though. There's things here, probably not even human. I can't even remember how I ended up here. I'm so confused, angry, scared. How long have I even been here? My phone won't work properly, it's always glitching and running low on battery way too quickly. I haven't been physically hurt or anything, but I'm just so confused and dont know what to do.
I don't know wh- NO. I can hear something. I'm going to go now, but I will write more soon, hopefully. Goodbye"
I put the book back in my bag and zip it, putting it back in the corner so it doesn't look like I've touched it.
I run back to the doorway where I was left and wait for whatever will happen

The door opens.

FEKEN CLIFF HANGERS AMIRIGHT?
But yay, an update on a story people don't read :>
Riiiight, bye