Thirty

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I felt different. I felt warm and clean but still weak. I opened my eyes slowly, my vision was blurry but it was enough to realise I wasn't in the same room. As my vision began to return I noticed that the room I was in now was well lit and instead of the grey concrete walls and metallic floor there was dark wood panelling and a nice cream carpet. I tried to move but was unable to. I guess some things never change. I let my eyes adjust a bit more before looking down to see what condition I was in. I was right. My body had been cleaned of all the blood and sweat. My wounds had been tended to but the bruising was still very clear. I appeared to be wearing a pink dress of some sort - maybe a nightgown.

I looked back up to notice a window on the other side of the room. It was night time but I was still able to make out what seemed to be trees. Lots of trees. I must be in a forest or woods of some sort. Great.

A door on the left swung open suddenly and a sweaty, oily Wilford came pacing through holding a hammer. He stopped in the centre when he noticed my gaze following his steps.

"Darling?"

His head turned towards me, his body following shortly after. He strode over chucking the hammer onto the floor causing a loud bang which instinctually caused me to jump. He didn't stop until his face was mere inches away from mine.

He wasn't wearing his normal attire. Instead of the nice button-down shirt and suit trousers, he was wearing a dirty of colour vest top with a pair of ripped work trousers. His hair was mangled and I could see the sweat dripping down his face. The smell of gasoline and oil filled my nose but the one thing that shook me more than anything was his eyes. They were psychotic. Consumed with thoughts of murder and pain, glowing with the thirst for blood and torment. It was those eyes that I saw five years ago and it was those eyes that haunted my dreams ever since. I was worried before but I tried to stay calm I tried not to cave into the terror but now that was impossible.

"You look ravishing, if I may say so myself"

I could tell he was getting irritated by my lack of response and I really didn't want to anger him in this state.

"Why am I here?"

His smirk grew, telling me that whatever the reason, it wasn't good.

"Were preparing for a show and you my dear are my wonderful assistant"

"What show?"

"A show for our guests of course! However, they've come earlier than expected"

He mumbled the last half quietly to himself but I still managed to hear. Could he be talking about Dark? He must have known what I was thinking as his smirk quickly faded and his stare hardened.

"Before you get too excited I do need to inform you that the guests were receiving this evening aren't your beloved Dark and Anti but don't worry they won't miss out on the show, in fact! They have a special little surprise coming their way haha"

His laughing grew louder and louder until he was in a full fit of hysterics. It carried on for a couple minutes until he abruptly stopped and looked me dead in the eye sending cold, spikey shivers down my spine.

"Anyway sorry to love you and leave you but I have to go get ready myself but don't worry sweet cheeks I'll be back soon"

And with that he left, leaving me to alone to contemplate the many possible terrors he had install.

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