Stanley Parable one-shots

Yandere Narrator x Stanley part 3/3

Author here, just to let you know that this final part is going to split two ways after I finish the main dialogue, you will have a choice between the good ending or the bad ending, how you finish it is entirely up to you. Here is the layout:

Main dialogue

Good ending

Bad ending

Also there will be torture and mentions of blood. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

The first thing Stanley could do when he finally came round was to groan at the pounding headache that was slowly making itself known, there was something hard underneath him but he didn't really pay much attention to it.

That is until he began to feel something stroking his head. He tried to move up but was immediately held down by something strong, he couldn't shift his legs either as they had been tied up as well, not to mention the extra weight that was between his stomach and hips. And furthermore.

WHY THE HECK WAS HIS HANDS TIED BEHIND HIS BACK AND WHY WAS HE BLINDFOLDED?!

Ignoring the hand that was still on his chest, Stanley began to wiggle, shifting his hands in the hopes of loosening his bindings, this had to be Kevin's work, there was no way he could have done this by himself even if he had been sleepwalking.

The hands disappeared before returning full force and pushing him down further on the hard surface, then a mouth decided to say hello to his neck, that stopped Stanley from trying anything, but he still didn't dare speak, only his heavy breathing could be heard. How did Kevin get so strong? He didn't seem like the type of person to exercise much.

It wasn't until the person began to speak that his blood ran cold.

"I've been patient with you Stanley" the hot breath rushed past Stanley's ear "and now my patience is hanging by a thread"

There was only one person that, that voice belonged to.

The Narrator, there was no denying it, Stanley had suffered listening to that British b*stards voice since he first woke up here.

"Now why don't you be a good little human and make some noise for me"

Stanley didn't realise the weight on top of him had moved off of him, and he couldn't stop the noise escaping his mouth when he felt something hot press against his outer thigh, it felt like he was being set on fire and he was almost certain he lost his voice from the screaming he was making.

The pain lasted for about 5 seconds before it was removed, Stanley could do nothing but pant in exhaustion as he listened to the Narrator hum in thought.

"So it is true, you really do have a voice" Stanley did not know what to make of the tone "but I'm disappointed Stanley, I thought we were close and you'd be willing to talk to me, why not?"

If Stanley had been naive, he would have thought the Narrator was genuinely hurt for him hiding that little bit of information. But he wasn't naive, and he knew the Narrator was a sadistic idiot who would not hesitate to hurt Stanley when he felt like it.

"So its back to the silent treatment is it?" The Narrator sighed in disappointment "and what about your little 'friend' I invited over? You seemed more willing to speak when you were literally hanging close to death's door"

The mere mention of his friend Kevin made Stanley's blood run cold, as well as receive an electrical shock from the wires that were stuck to his body that he had not noticed before. Frankly, he didn't care at this point

"D-don't" Stanley whispered with what little energy he had left "don't hurt him" considering how much his lungs hurt to breath, he was unable to make it sound threatening.