Dynamite (Jeff The Killer X Reader)

Chapter 16

    I yelled in horror, falling onto my butt and scrambling backward. My chest moved up and down rapidly, my cheeks flushed and my nerves tingled along my spine.

    Thousands of strange creatures stalked toward me, laughing psychotically or screeching inhumanely.

    There were humanoid creatures that crawled on all four, their empty sockets for eyes glowing green and their long, black tongue hanging from their snapped jaws. They had ashy, grey skin and bony spines.

    Some stood on two feet, their necks snapped sideways with black oil pouring from their mouth nonstop, groaning and dragging themselves along.

    I even spotted some that had scorched skin and no head at all, but somehow still able to function.

    It was like I was in the middle of some apocalypse. The land was barren, smoke rising into the air and the ground black with dead trees that crumpled to the ground. Some of the creatures swallowed this strange green substance from puddles that seemed to be everywhere.

   I pushed myself up, turning to escape that awful place. Blood roared in my ears, sweat trickling down my forehead as panic clenched at my lungs.

    I coughed up blood, scrambling to my feet. I began sprinting full speed, my calves burning the longer I went on. I could hear the creatures inhumane gurgling and screeching close behind as they pursued me.

    It felt as if I could scarcely breath. They were always right behind me, there was no escape. My lungs begged for air but I refused to stop. I could hear them getting closer. I was getting slower and slower.

    I shrieked as something tackled me from behind. I tumbled head over heels until I was pinned, facing one of the creatures. It's slimy tongue swiped across my face, it's back claws tearing into my flesh.

   Soon, a huge wave of creatures were on me. I could feel my limbs being torn from my body, my bones cracking one by one.

   "HELP!" I roared, trying desperately to fight back.

    "Just tell us where they are and this will all end." a voice boomed over the screeches.

    I refused to answer, my loyalty overpowering me once more. Ever since that test, ever since I passed, an undying sense of loyalty had burned in my soul for Slenderman.

   The pain went on for much longer until I finally went unconscious.

    Well at least I thought I did.

    I opened my eyes again, expecting to be awake and in the corner of Jeff's room. But no, I wasn't.

    I was chained up in the dark, my arms and legs bound to what I assumed were two poles. The cool air was still, not a noise uttering in the inky black darkness. The smell of rotten flesh tickled my nostrils, sending my stomach churning.

    A breeze whistled in my ears, a dull footstep echoing from behind me. I swallowed, looking around. Paranoia clouded my mind like a fog on a stormy night. I couldn't see a single thing.

    "(Y/N)" a voice that sounded like nails on chalkboard whispered, it's high pitched eerie voice causing the hairs on the back of my neck to rise. Something brushed against my lower back, causing me to jump. Uneasiness clutched my soul tightly, unwilling to let go.

    "W-who's there?" I asked, jolting my head in the direction where another footstep sounded.

     No response. A scraping noise traveled up the pole beside me. Scraaatch. I shuddered, leaning off to the opposite side.

    "You can stop this all.." it whispered darkly. Suddenly, a column of light shot down in front of me. I jumped, alarmed at the abrupt burst of brightness.

    A dark silhouette stood in it, it's head facing down. It strongly resembled my figure, but it's hair was overgrown and draped over its face as it looked down.

    A finger nail dragged across my upper back and I gasped, pulling on the restraints and jolting forward to get away from the unwanted contact.

   A cold sensation crawled up my back. It felt almost like a metal spider climbing my spine.

   I shivered, shaking my back to try and get whatever it was off. I kept my eye on the silhouette, waiting for it to move.

     My heart was beating on my chest, faster than ever, my legs shaky and my breathing shallow.

    I blinked, and as soon as my eyes opened again the figure was in front of me. A shocked gasp caught in my throat, causing me to choke a little.

     My vision blurred for a second, my heart hammering on my chest. My throat was clogged with fear as if someone was choking me.

    It looked exactly like me except it's eyes were hollow black sockets that revealed its withered skull. It's skin was dry and coarse, while it's mouth was pulled down in a frown with stitches at the corners of its lips to keep it there permanently.

   Small spiders crawled around the eye sockets, a centipede slowly crawling out of the ear and around the face.

   I squeezed my eyes shut and looked away, my breathing becoming rapid. My legs were burning with fear and numbness. My hands trembled as I tried to imagine myself somewhere else, anywhere else.

    "Come on sweetie.." a hint of my mums voice sounded through the whisper.

    "Leave me alone!" I shouted, slowly peeling my eyes open. The figure was gone.

   I exhaled in relief, only to tense up once more as fingers wrapped around my throat. The fingers were coarse and cracked, and I immediately knew it was that nightmare replica of me.

    "Let go!" I screeched, tossing my head left and right while pulling on the restraints.

    The grip only tightened and it forced my head to look down. Millions of tiny spiders crawled up my bare feet, tickling the flesh underneath. My eyes widened and I tried to jolt and get them off. They didn't budge.

    I could feel the air being sucked from my lungs, and I couldn't take a breath. Panic clutching my heart, I used all of my strength to scream one last time. But nothing came out. It was more of a pitiful squeak.

    My vision began darkening on the edges, my strength ebbing away.

    I blacked out, desperately wanting to tear the fingers from my neck but unable to.

    Nightmare after nightmare, scream after scream, it never ended. Desperation clawed through my flesh. It was an endless circle.

    The voice would continuously tell me to admit where the proxies lived, but I never did. I didn't know how long I had been trapped in the darkest part of my imagination, but it was torture.

    Please, someone help me.

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Made it extra long for u ppl :) Hope you liked it and thx for reading so far.

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