ᏕᎥᏝᏂᎧᏬᏋᏖᏖᏋ (Outlast Whistleblower "Reader Insert") (Hiatus)

"Murkoff Corporation" || Chapter 1

Hey guys, just like the video game Outlast and Outlast WhistleBlower this is going to be pretty graphic, so i'm warning you right now that this is going to be triggering for some users. So I put it in the mature filter. For people who are ok with this go ahead and enjoy reading it.

California || Fall, 2013 

I knew it was a bad idea to go down to this place at night with the wind and dirt flying around in my small car. I knew I should have gone till tomorrow, but that Email caused me to head to straight to Murkoff without truly thinking till now. Heading to the dirt road and away from the hectic traffic. I was letting out a shaky breathe as I turn on some 80's classic rock to soothe my tense nerves. It felt my muscles relax by the nice and peaceful music, feeling more at peace with myself. As a investigative reporter like my handsome Miles, I felt inclined to enter a pretty scary building for work and obviously for getting my loved one. I can see the huge building in my windshield. I gulped when I barely make out the sign that's in front of the massive, if not old building in front of me.

(-MOUNT MASSIVE ASYLUM-)

My boyfriend of 4 years has been gone missing for about two weeks and he hasn't told me when he was going back just kissing my forehead and saying it was for work, telling me goodbye as he casually went into his jeep and left. At first I thought he was having an affair, but I reminded myself that he would never do that to me. Miles is to sweet of a guy to betray me like that, he's everything I want in the world. But then I feared something even worse has happened to him. I constantly rang the police and my neighbors to do search parties, which they agreed to help me with searching just like me. They called it quits but I never gave up, searching for him even if my neighbors have stopped helping me and the police are doing everything they can to look for my Miles.

I was feeling more and more desperate by the situation until I received an email a few hours ago and to my horror it was Miles who sent it to me. He gravely said that Mount Massive is full of lunatics and bad people that wouldn't let him leave, and he was telling me to go get help. What scared me even more was that crazy people were free and running around killing people and that his life was in danger. I told the police about this but they didn't believe me, laughing it off as some sick joke and thinking that i'm insane. I knew that Mount Massive Asylum had a pretty great reputation but I didn't think something like this would happen, not at all... Turning to everyone for help and getting none, scoffing like the police. I made sure that I brought my work camcorder, my notebook/pen, and my gun that was tucked away in my purse. If no one was going to help me with this, this i'll do it myself...

Stepping out of the car and turning off the engine, I fixed my and was about to head to the eerie building when I stopped and stared at the normal looking glass door. Is this such a good idea? Will something terrible will come to this? I thought about this for a moment when a positive and warm feeling entered inside me. Miles sweet smile, his laugh, his kisses, our amazing dates, our first kiss, our first time. Every happy moment rushed into my head, making me burst out my chest with confidence and stormed into the building with my supplies in hand. I would sacrifice everything for Miles and won't let these men toy with my man.

A thin looking man was working in the front desk not paying attention to me as he was busy typing away on his computer. I gave him a ahem singling to look up at me which he did, giving me a polite smile. "Hello may I help you?..."

"Yes I was wondering if Miles Upshur was here, he's my boyfriend?..." I requested the skinny looking man with calmness but a hint of alarm by the cold air that rushed into me when I entered the doors behind me. He was about to open his mouth when another man approached me professionally. He looked like he was in his thirties and he looked dapper but cocky, giving me a smirk.