One-shots

Panic Room

Matt shuddered, his body trembling in the cold wind that wrapped around him in a thick blanket. Of course he had to get lost, in the dark of night to. How perfect.
His pupils dilated when light was seen, quickly hurrying over to find nothing but a old looking..circus? To try and stay warm he stepped into the ripped curtain, eyes drifting throughout the shredded blankets and seats.
He couldn't help but gulp, stopping when he saw a shadow. "H-hello?" He meekly called out, shivering when someone replied.
"Hello." A deep voice purred, stepping out of the shadows. His black hair was slicked back, brown eyes drifting up and down the other's body. He was wearing a fairly formal suit, cane in hand.
"Where am I?" Matt called out panicky. The other chuckled, slowly circling to the other side of the tent that was quite big. He stopped,a grin splitting across his features as he stretched his arms out, laughing.

"Welcome to the Panic Room!"

Matt was taken back, stepping back and turning to leave but..the door was gone.
He turned back around, a noise of fear erupting from him. "P-panic Room? W-whats that?"

The other smirked, Black shadow figures starting to come out from behind them.

"Where all your darkest fears are gonna come for you."

The theorist's eyes widened, animatronics forming or of the shadows, but they were all black. He could just tell what they were from the outline.
His throat went try and he stepped back, having no where to run making him whimper softly.
"P-please let me go.."
His hands were shaking and he was trying to find a way out.

"There's no crying wolves now,
."

The shadow figures moved closer and Matt's heart dropped. "S-stop!" Which only made the other grin wickedly. "P-please!" He cried.

"cause the truth has settled in."

More and more figures just kept coming out behind him, cackling erupting into the room as one grabbed Matt. His eyes widened, wailing and trying to kick or get them off to no avail as they started to slowly grab all his limbs.

"hiding under goose town."

Matt was beginning to cry, thick beads of wet, salty water dripped down his face, eyes turning puff as his wrists turned red from trying to struggle out. "Please let me g-o."

"For your nightmare to begin.."

They reached the strange man, and he leaned down, smirking at Matt and licking his cheek, drinking up his cries and sobs. Licking his tears up. "We've just started.." he purred, his cane glowing up.

"Welcome to the panic room.."

He whispered before Matt's vision went dark.