BEST READ AT NIGHT
You'll wake up - but you'll never know what happened.
You'll wake up in somewhere that becomes your new reality...
A reality where a Wilford Warfstache wants you - but most importantly... needs you.
But he will kill you.
Because...
Sitting alone in a room, where all you can see is darkness, terrified me.
I had no idea where I was - but the only thing I saw was the fact that... the 'other' (Y/n) was now gone...
I was.... you could say... 'myself' again.
...or sO I think.
I was honestly mad at the man beside me though....
He was just standing there and playing with my hair...
It took me sanity to not bite him so he would stop - but before I could even glance at him, he let go of my hair and began his walk from me.
I can hear him scraping something into the ground.
He is dragging something here...
And he is dragging it right infront of me....
A chair.
A metal - rusted chair with the white paint on it peeling off.
He positions it right infront of me.
I'm not afraid to look at him.
And so I stare at his face intensively....
Or rather - his mask.
He turns around and sits on the chair.... His silver orbs on me... they weren't even orbs... they were.... they were like small dots in a pit of black ink...
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I started feeling disturbed by his presence....
So you could already imagine my shudder when he began to speak...
