Your Story- Narrator X Reader

Chapter 9

-The Narrator's PoV-

When my story had ended once again like it should have been the story reset. I walk over to where the office was and look in. Stanley gets up and heads out the door as (Y/N)-

She's not there... Wha- how? My eyebrows furrow in confusion as I try to sense where she was. I knew she was still in this world, I could feel her energy, however I couldn't track it like I normally can do. I walk to where Stanley had made his way to the stairs.

"Stanley, do you know where (Y/N) is?" I ask, he stops walking and looks up to where I was, like he could see me. It was unnerving. Stanley stares for a moment before continuing on. (Y/N) was right about me not being able to talk to Stanley, it was lonely sometimes. My mind goes back to her outburst, I knew she was crying in the closet before. Her eyes remained puffy and her cheeks were still wet, when Stanley took out his tissue it made my heart burn. When he left I wanted to console her, the failed attempt for leaving this world had hit her hard. I was there, watching her in her hysterics on the grass. I thought maybe I could help calm her down by placing my hand on my shoulder but I felt her shiver. Almost as if in fear. I felt guilty, I still feel guilty. What have I done, where did she go? Is she ok?

-(Y/N)'s PoV-

I woke up, expecting the office to be in front of me. I was wrong, I sat strapped into a chair. The grey square room was empty with no windows. A grey door sat in front of me, there was one light hanging from the middle of the ceiling, hanging above me. I was alone. I waited and waited for something to happen, scuffing my toes on the floor in boredom, well, as much as you can with your ankles tied to a chair. My wrists were starting to ache against the rope as they were tied to the arms of the chair. The door opened and my eyes flicker to the entity coming through. A tall woman with a bun in her hair, wearing a long grey skirt, white button up shirt and a grey blazer came through the door. She shut the door behind her and stared straight at me with her hands behind her back. Her facial expression was strict and frightening. She slowly got closer until we were face to face, I could feel her breath on my nose as she leaned down and glared.

"You don't belong here." She spits out, her voice full of malice. "You're a malfunction, a glitch that needs to be eradicated." She claims and I look down, no longer able to look into her steely gaze. Maybe she can get me out of here, my thoughts race. If she can prevent me from resetting to the office then maybe she's my ticket to leave. Before I can ask her anything my head starts to spin, I look to the side where it had stopped in shock, my cheek throbs and I can feel it warm up. She just slapped me. "Listen to me when I say this, you are a disgusting virus who is a detriment to this game. It's only meant to the the narrator and Stanley. Not the narrator, Stanley and a stupid brat who tries to mess things up!" I shake as I turn to look at her again. Her hand whips out to grab my chin painfully, making me look her in the eyes. "Now tell me you rat, how did you get here. If you don't give me a good enough answer then..." Her empty hand reaches into her blazer pocket and she removes a remote. She presses a button which opens up a wall next to the door. A cabinet comes out on it, chock full of items that I can hardly see. A light flickers onto the cabinet and I freeze up. Torture weapons line the shelves of this unit, from knives to even a small gas lighter for fire. My body trembles and my eyes prick with tears from pure terror. This woman looks at me and smiles maliciously. She grabs the very first knife and comes over with it. "I'll say it again... How did you get here?"

"I-I don't know! I just ap- AHH!" Her glare deepens as I cry out, painful heat spreads up my arm as my right hand is pinned to the wooden chair with the knife. She leaves it there and walks over to the cabinet, picking up multiple items to toy with me. She turns to look at me.

"That is not a good enough answer." My head starts to feel fuzzy again but before I can fall asleep another knife stabs through my other hand.

Then everything was red.