Y/N's P.O.V
A dark shadow looms over me. The thing is everything around me is so bright. The yellow in the shadow's eyes. The way it drags the chains around it's arms behind him. Making a horrible scratching sound.
It stares at me. It blinks. I'm shaking. What even is this?
I can touch it. This is a physical being, not a shadow. Stick like fingers. Sharp nails. And teeth. Regular teeth.
I don't wanna look away but I do anyway. It's breathing on me. I'm in a room. A room with a field?
The shadow grunts as it backs away from me.
My breath hitches. What?
I'm to scared to move. Watching as the shadow walks away from me, to the corner of the room. Walking slowly. Dragging to chains.
I look around a little more. No more field? It disappeared? The walls start to seep a grayish color. Falling from the ceiling as it makes the room that same color.
I can barely see the shadow anymore. It stands in that corner. Staring at the wall. Or is it something else?
I look down at my legs. They're bound to the floor. Melted like a crayon to the sidewalk. I couldn't move if I wanted to.
I breathe heavily. Scared for my life as the shadow comes back over to me. Hiding something. Keeping it out of view. Hiding it behind his back. He stops when he gets to me.
The room was silent. And I was no more. I was alone. I was dead.
Why did I think it would be different this time?
The shadow is dead. My mom is dead. My dad is dead. I am dead.
What must I do to stay the way I am? To come back to life?
I am nothing... Just flesh turning into dust.
And for some reason, I wish Shuyang was here.
I swear, I see the shadow smile Ashe brings the object over his head. An ax. He brings it down and in one swift motion it—
My eyes shoot open as I quickly sit up straight in my bed. The blankets falling off of my body.
My mouth taste's like peroxide. You know that stuff that makes cuts sting when you pour it on them. No, not alcohol. It's different. It comes in a brown bottle.
I breathe heavily as tears run down my face. 'It's the middle of the night. Just go back to sleep.' I think.
I look around my dark room. Just checking. My eyes land on something in the corner. Staring at me. Yellow eyes.
'It's just a dream he's not real!!'
It was all just a dream... But when I open my eyes, it does't end.
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11 Again (Shuyang x Reader) (BOYSTORY)
Romance'If you could stay one age forever what age would it be?' The boy asked. '9' The girl replies. 'Why 9?" He said. 'Becuase when I was 9 I didn't know you.'
