Masky x Blind Reader (Continued)

Chapter 19. I'm...

Holidays rolled around pretty fast. Halloween, we killed some teenagers from a Halloween party. Thanks giving was boring. Nothing happened. Christmas was miserable without my old friends, but I guess it hurt less seeing as masky and the others were there. Jane got so drunk I couldn't stand straight. She was phenomenal and I laughed hard enough to be huddled over in the floor clutching my stomach. Its nice here I guess. Like the family I was never able to have, or rather, I haven't had in a while at least. Adding up the timelines, its been about a year that I've been gone. Any search party sent for me has gone and any case on my disappearance has been closed. Really, nobody is looking for me. I find it hard to care about whether they are or aren't.
All I care about is when my next job is. I still don't like to kill, its kind if gross, but I like to think I'm doing them a favor. All their pain washes away and they never have to feel anything again. Wouldn't it be nice for us to all just go numb. No more emotions. No more pain. Nothing. Eternal nothingness. Sounds like an ignorant bliss to me. Unaware of the hurt you feel. Instead you convince yourself your fine. Going numb is a lot like that. Its like death within life. Its what it means to die inside. Me... I think I died inside a long time ago. I really am fine! I'm alright! Just, a bit void of emotions. Guess that's what happens when you're a murderer. Killing doesn't weigh so much guilt on your shoulders after about a year. Instead it becomes a chore or a thing of pleasure, maybe just a hobby? I can find pleasure in knowing I'm stronger than the people I kill, but I see it as a sort of chore. Slender tells me when and where and who I just follow orders. Its just the way I live now.
Mask- Tim, has been doing a lot better. He still wears bandages but its mainly to prevent anything worse happening. He's almost completely better though. He and slenderman are still the only people that know I can use electric current as a weapon with out machines. I find it sort of comforting to have them know though.
Jackson pops up in my mind for a split second and that's when I start to wonder, how is he? Its been about a year, does he still remember me? I shake my head trying to forget him. My closest friend isn't important anymore...
This is where I belong. I belong here right?
I groan at my head as it is currently spinning. All those thoughts are bouncing around like crazy.
"Child... Are you well?" slender asks. He has the creepiest way of doing that I swear. I get it, telepathy, but eavesdropping? Not cool.
"Sorry. But you seemed troubled." he says. I shake my head, "I'm fine," I respond. I stand up from the rock I sat on and jump down to the ground. "(Y/n). While I may not believe that you are really fine, I have some news for you. I can't tell you here but I can take you somewhere that might explain it." he says. I look at him confused. His tall figure towers over me for a second before I can feel my world shift. Not the forest anymore? "Where are we?" I ask.
"Nowhere and somewhere at the same time my child." he says. Great. A riddle. "Not a riddle, but the truth. I have pulled you through time and space to a small section of dimension where many things are offset." he explains. I raise an eyebrow trying to process the information. "So, like an alternate universe?" I ask. He nods slightly, "sort of. Here is where someone lives, in whom I think can help you." he exclaims with somewhat a happy aura.
Help? Why do I need help? I wonder. He seemed to be happy for the moment so I choose to ignore it. He takes my wrist with a slight tug and practically drags me off towards a structure. The electric current here is so awkward that I can't get a clear read on anything.
"Ah, slender. Nice to see you brought me a toy~" a familiar voice chimes. It was deep, and hoarse. I recognise it, its the same voice I heard when I first got here. "You. You wanted to kill me!" I yell. The figure shrugs a bit and I can feel him smiling. I growl lowly before slenderman pushes me forwards. "I'm offender by the way. But you can call me whatever you want~" he coos. I roll my eyes and pretend to care. "How about asshole?" I ask. I can sense the small frown he gives me. I grin behind my mask knowing he's ticked off. I can't hear what slender is saying to him, but by the way offender reacts, its something serious. "I can't do that." he responds. I stay quiet glancing between the two. "Fine... But we'll need trender and- well....yes....but that- there's no garun- you're sure? Alright... (Y/n) come with me." offender states. I don't know what slendy boy said to him, but it was obviously something to throw him off. He seemed uneasy. We walk into the building and there's something big and metal, a table maybe? No...a chair...
"Take a seat." he demands. I hesitate but comply. Once I'm seated he straps down my arms. Panic starts to set in but I try to remain calm. I can feel my mask be removed and my eyes widen. "Wha-"
"Its fine. You won't need it." he says cutting me off. I feel highly uncomfortable like this. "Guess whoooo!" I hear a voice call. Its another figure like slenderman. They must be brothers or something because all three of them are a lot alike. Well, physically. Mentallality, not so much. I take a gander and say that's trender. Yeah, slender, trender, and offender. Gotta be related. Alternate versions? Brothers? What are they? Doesn't matter. It matters more that I'm stuck strapped in a chair. "Oh darling dearest! Your clothes! Stylish for a murderer. Killing with style is always nice. And look at that mask! Delectable!" he says. I tilt my head wondering what he is exactly. A fashion guru? Doesn't matter. All three ancient bodies stand around me. I hear a slight click above me and feel a warmth on my face. A light? After a few minutes something is placed on my face, over my eyes? What is happening here?
There's a clicking and suddenly my eyes are held open and my seat is reclined. I shift my eyes around though I can't see anything new, but I notice something. A smell. Irony metalic and very familiar. A pain shoots through my cheeks as I feel needles stick into my skin. "Ow!" I exclaim. Trender hums happily and I ignore it. After a second my eyes go numb. I almost can't move them, all my nerves are shut down. My sense dies then and there. What could they be doing?
I feel something cover my mouth and then slender says, "count to three. One. Two. Three..." and everything fades.

I wake up and my restraints are gone. I groan at the slight pain of a headache creeping up on me. I slowly open my eyes to see a dark place around me. There's a concrete flooring. Purple wispy streams run around the flooring and through the void. I can almost see stars in the distance. Rocks shift around, bouncing off the wisps. A barrier? I stand up slowly and rake a few steps back turning to look around. A tall figure stands among two others with open arms. He wears a suit and red tie. Tentacles flail behind him slowly. His skin is white and he bears no face. I look beside him to see a practical copy of him. Except he has a mouth and a huge grin. He has no eyes but seems to see me fine. A hat on his head and dressed in leather.
On the other side, another copy, with bright colors and glasses. So, trender slender and offender then? All in a line.
I can see... I can see them... "How long will this last?" I ask. Slender speaks to me stepping foreward, "only a while. Its nothing permanent but its what we can do for now. We can do this again when you go 'blind' again, if you wish." he explains. I nod a little rubbing the back of my neck. How do I thank him? I can see. I can see! I close my eyes a second and realize I still have my sense as well. No one can sneak up on me. I can still read people like an open book. And now, I can see exactly who I've been around for the past year. I walk towards slender slowly before breaking into a sprint and diving into his arms. "Thank you so much..." I whisper to him. He chuckles slightly returning my hug. In a fee short moments we teleport back. I open my eyes to see my room. My mask falls out of the air and hits me in the head causing me to fall over. I sit up rubbing my head and glancing around. Slender is nowhere to be seen. My room is a dark brown cabin style room. My bed is larger than I had originally thought and my nightstand is light brown. Almost brand new looking. There's a lamp on my bedside table and my dresser is black. The closet has a simple build. It seems nothing like what a mansion would usually have. I look to my door to find something carved into it, small and barely noticeable. I walk to it and read it silently to myself.
August 18th.
The day Tim and I said we loved each other...
I find myself grinning at the letters inbedded into the frame. I slip my mask on and hurry put of my room. I walk to the bathroom moving my mask and looking at myself in the mirror. The scars aren't that bad. They almost suit me in a way. My eyes are still that hazy grey color though. Quickly I rush out fixing my mask and heading downstairs. Ben is on the couch, Litterally a link cosplayer that has practically no choice. Got it. Hoodie has a yellow hood and black mask with a red frown on it. Red eyes painted on too. I walk into the kitchen to find sally snacking. She's drenched in blood and holding a bloody teddy bear. "(Y/n)!" she giggles. I grin behind my mask and rub her head gently.
By the sink I see someone in a tanish-brown jacket. A black strap around the back of his head signalling a mask. Looking him up and down I recognise steel-toe boots. "Hey Tim." I say. He turns and I see his white mask with black girly looking lips painted on. Around the eye slits there's black paint perfectly marked. I like it. I can practically feel his smile growing as he looks at me. He clears his throat and sally gets up running out of the kitchen. I walk to him moving his mask to the side. Oh shit... He's super cute...
I feel my cheeks heat up as he moves my mask and kisses me softly. "Good afternoon asshole." he smirks. I grin devilishly at him, "back at ya girly." I mock him. He raises an eyebrow and takes his mask off looking at it. "Seriously? I thought I was rather clever with it." he says. I shake my head laughing. I can clearly see him. His brown hair, his slightly tanned skin, everything I had missed before.
I owe slender a lot for this.
I'm...

Fixed.

Its a temporary fix, but o have my sight back. Hey, now I can kick bens ads at a game!

Word count: 2033

Authors note~~~
Thank you guys so much for being patient with me! The book Jasper and I are working on is a bit twisted in detail and there are some tweaks we have to work out. But stay tuned for the update on release!