Deception: NatemarexReader

Chapter 4: Dark Web

QOTD: Which YouTuber do you want to meet or have met?

You woke up earlier than usual. The sun's bright rays shine through your (f/c) curtains. Your neighbor's Bernese Mountain dog started its daily routine of barking for an hour at 6, then napping afterwards.

An image of a fresh plate of homemade pancakes filled with chocolate chips, and Lucky Charms consume your thoughts.

While trying not to stumble down the stairs, you google a recipe for today's breakfast and start baking. You gather the eggs, flour, salt, sugar, baking powder, and milk from the pantry.

The hardest part was figuring out the measurements with only a teaspoon and a few measuring cups. One of the pancakes burned, and the rest were slightly running with melted chocolate shoved inside.

With a small smirk on your face, you consume your failed attempt of pancakes and cereal.

Thankfully, it was Saturday so work was the last thing on your mind.

Your schedule was to go to a bookstore and sketch for an hour, possibly go for a run, and then have a Marvel movie marathon. Grabbing your gray hoodie and wallet, your legs carry you out into the sunlight.

The bookstore gave out free hot chocolate on Saturdays; convenient enough. The building was a block away from your small jungle-like home, so you decided to save your gas and walk.

The sidewalk was full of stray cats and morning joggers passing you by. You were distracted by the constant movement around you, that the buzzing inside your pocket went unnoticed.

The establishment stood high and mighty in front of your eyes with the smell of ink, yarn, and coffee beans lurking inside of it. The scent gave you a sense of comfort you wouldn't normally get by being a technical investigator.

A male with a green cap labeled 'Bunce's Bewerey' stood eagerly outside the bar, which happened to be right next to the book store. In his hands were tiny shot glasses with a magenta-colored substance inside.

His eyes light up when you calmly try to walk into the store without making eye contact.
"Excuse me!" He calls out to you.

You pretend you didn't hear him and head to the entrance of the building.
Your ears picked up whispering from his side of the door. You couldn't make out a single word. The man looked like he was calling someone on his phone.

Without another word, you pick out a book and sit on the chair farthest from everyone else. You had gotten your free hot chocolate before you had sat down, so you weren't moving any time soon.

Soon after you had flipped to the first page of your book, the device inside your pocket vibrates once again.
The number was unknown.

'https://youtu.be/nT_4mqJ7aQw'

It was a link.

To trust this messenger was to wear a blindfold above shark inhabited waters.

Every organism in your body screamed to ignore it, while the rambunctious animal inside of you chews through the ropes holding them back.

Finding Viola and Nate's girlfriend was the most important part to this case.

The video starts off with the image of a static t.v screen and heavy breathing. This kept going on for a few minutes. A new perspective was centered around a room with a woman tied to a chair in the middle. There was a pile of what appeared to be mannequins sat in a corner.

Her head was lifted by a cloaked figure with blood splatters on his shoes.
Her eyes remained close. His voice was husky and slurred,

"Sorry to get rid of your friend so quickly...Master's orders. I'll make sure to make our other puppet lasts longer."

You barely got to see his pearly white teeth reflecting off the camera.

Quickly, you call Nate and ask if you could come over to his house and explain the situation. He sadly says that he's out of town for a few days but will be back soon.

The one thing you were afraid of.

If things could get any worse...