You're sitting on a chair, in a dark room. You can't see anything but a table and another chair in front of you. You've already tried to escape, but there are no windows, only one locked door made of steel. You don't have any weapons. In fact, you don't have anything at all. It's kinda cold, so you started rubbing your hands.
You knocked on the door, but nothing happened. You don't remember how you got here, you were walking peacefully from work, after that you have no idea what happened. You yelled and knocked louder, but still, no response. You started to get scared. Will you ever get out of here? Will you get out of here ALIVE? Will you get abused? Mentally? Physically? Sexually? You don't know. All you know is that you will stay in the room for a while. Your head starts to get heavy. You're getting sleepy. You sit on the chair, put your arms on the table, and your head on your arms. You try to get comfortable, and fall asleep.
You wake up. You wake up because of a noise. Knocking. And an unlocking door. You can see the handle moving. You stand up, you don't know what is coming next. You start walking away from the table. You're also shaking. The door opens, and it reveals a woman. A short woman,with weird ears and a top hat on her head, you can't really see her face, she's looking down. She looks harmless. But then she looks at you, with those nonexistent eyes, and holding a plate, with a piece of cake. She walks towards the table, and sits down. She orders you to sit down as well. Not knowing what this woman is capable of, you sit down on your chair. She puts the plate on the table and moves it towards you.
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,,I'm sorry, did I scare you? I didn't mean to, please, take this piece of cake, as a little apology, I made it just for you."
You look at her confused. You don't know what to do. You don't even know this person. You can't just take a treat from a stranger, can you?
,, oh... Where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself... I mean... My full name is not important... Just call me.... Miss Schmidt..."
Huh, so she's not married, and she doesn't look like she has a lover. She also doesn't look like a normal human... Something feels... Weird... It's a lot hotter now... And the cake looks delicious... But, kinda... Too much red... Dark red... Like blood... the velvet, syrup and the cherries are red. At least the cream is not red, it's white.
,, May I repeat myself? Please. Take. The piece. Of cake."
...................................................................Take the cake?...................................................................
○ yes.
○ no.
. . . . . So yeah, this story is supposed to have YouTube links, but it doesn't work, I made this for amino and then though "hey I should post this on wattpad too!" And yeah. It would have been more interesting. But if you are really curious, you can check it out in Creepypasta amino! Link: http://aminoapps.com/p/drscsp I also posted this in DeviantArt because why nOt-
