(DISCONTINUED) Five Dancing Puppets (Marble Hornets X Reader)

∅ Eleven ∅

Y/N noticed both of the masked men, but only one caught their eye and made them freeze in terror. Y/N watched as Masky swung his fist at the other, screaming some things they couldn't quite hear but the other blocked it with ease. "It wasn't a dream. Alex. It was not a fucking dream." They spoke quietly to themselves, remembering how Alex had the audacity to say that. Suddenly Y/N noticed the other masked person stopped, it looked like they were staring right at them, even though Y/N couldn't tell because the ski mask covered their face. Then Masky turned around to look at what the other was staring at, those pitch black holes burning straight into Y/N's heart, the emotionless masks, and at that moment, time was slow..time was so very slow, the screaming and shouting had ceased, and now both masked men were staring at Y/N.

A few days after Jay had received his little surprise from Hoodie, about Y/N, he had moved on to a new hotel. Jay was sick with everything, and, Hoodie just happened to make it worse, not that it could get any worse than it already was, he was probably at rock bottom. His life was basically running from masked freaks, running from Alex and that...thing, while still trying to having a normal friendship with Y/N and a life. Jay sat on the edge of the hotel bed and shoved his backpack onto the floor out of laziness, a mask falling out of it when the impact sounded. He immediately felt sick looking at it, he knew he was also infected, masked, and possibly murderous. He quickly reached down and stuffed it back into his backpack. He gagged slightly at touching the revolting plastic. He zipped it up and tossed it weakly near a corner of the room. He stared at it for a few moments before snapping out of his daze as he looked out of the window. 'It's night already?' He asked himself, triggering his alter ego to spike an interest in the present time. 'Don't call Y/N.' Skully's voice rang in Jay's  head. 'I know you're thinking about it.' Skully continued to harass Jay. Jay let out a soft groan and held his head with one hand, a headache forming. "You are the exact reason I avoid Y/N! I don't want this! None of us do!" Jay hissed out loud and squeezed his eyes shut as a wave of pain rang throughout his head. He growled slightly and stood up, his legs feeling weak. He fell to his knees all of his weight hit the carpet making a loud noise enough to cause a stir within the hotel. He whined softly and another wave hit him, he gritted his teeth and still squeezed his eyes in pain. Now both hands were on his head as if that was going to help. A soft sounding static filled his head and gradually increased to the point where Jay wanted to be deaf. He screamed, opening his eyes, oddly finding himself in a familiar dark forest. The static ended abruptly. He sat on his knees, slowly lowering his hands to the ground as he frantically looked around trying to figure out what just happened, but not really being able to see anything because of the dark. "What the Hell?" He whined slightly, the pain in his head subsiding. He looked down at the ground in front of him slightly taking a moment to register what the object in front of him was, only to find that sickening mask. His first instinct was to stand up and get his shit together, he stepped back from the mask, in a defensive stance he scouted the area again. His breathing became steady and heavy. His gaze returned to the mask, except the mask wasn't there anymore. He took a step towards where it was but a stick snapped behind him, he turned around sharply, his breathing kicked up a notch, slightly hyperventilating. He turned around in a circle before he just started running for his life, in a random direction, almost tripping over rotten trees, large rocks, and roots as he stumbled along his blind panic. He wasn't dealing with this anymore, he was getting out of Rosswood before anything had the chance to tag along.