[female reader]
(By the way, Norman Polk is the projectionist on level 14 if ya didn't know.)
I sprinted into the nearest 'miracle station', hearing the distant screeches and splashing coming from the projectionist. "Oh darlin'~ please don't let little old Norman catch ya." Alice Angel's stupid voice echoed around the whole of level 14. I looked out of the gap, to find its projector head looking around for me. I gasped, and quickly covered my mouth. It was too late. The projectionist span around, it's light shining into my box, revealing my hiding spot. It walked over to the 'hut' and opened the door. A scream escaped my lips, as I prepared for my death. But it never came. I opened my eyes to find it playing with my hair. "Norman Polk?" I asked the thing. It nodded. "So you are Norman. I-I'm (Y/n). Your s-secret... admirer." I quietly stammered out. Norman looked at me, lifting my head back up. I smiled as he put his projector head against mine. I sighed a happy sigh and forgot all about the stupid angel. "It's just us now." He said in a slightly glitchy voice.
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Hi. This chapter was a little different. But I will do almost every character x reader for this book. Norman is a character. But man, this was weird.
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~Dee
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