What Do We Have Here? (Anti x Reader)

Alright, who touched my computer(Chapter one)

You sat at your desk, slumped over and watching YouTube on your computer. Yeah, you should probably be doing the laundry but you were beyond lazy today.
A notification popped up at the bottoms left hand corner of your screen, and you clicked on it before you had the chance to actually see what it was about. Turns out, Jacksepticeye had uploaded a video, apparently called "G̸o̷o̴d̶b̵y̶e̶", but you didn't bother looking too much at the detail. By the looks of it this was another Antisepticeye video, or something along those lines.

The video started out as a montage of clips from the very first Anti appearance to the most recent. It was pretty cool in your opinion, everything was timed perfectly, and the background ambience was pretty great. It sounded like some cheesy horror movie. Once all the clips had been rolled through, the screen went black, the sounds stopping as well. You tilted your head, curiosity running through your mind. Once the whole video went through, the rest being just a dark screen and you staring at your reflection. At one point you could have sworn someone had appeared behind you, but when you looked you found nothing.
Closing your laptop you let out an exhausted sigh. Your phone, which had been sitting in your lap, buzzed to alert you of bedtime. Jumping, you nearly fell out of your seat. Letting out a sigh you got off your desk chair and proceeded to get into your pajamas, which consisted of whatever shirt you were wearing that day and... yeah that was it. Your house was always hot for some reason, aside from winter, which was when it was the perfect temperature.

Once you were ready for bed and all the lights were off, you flopped onto your bed, climbing under your covers and giving yourself a satisfied smile. Before you officially went to sleep, you could have sworn you hear the floorboards creak just outside your room, but you brushed it off only because this house creaked a lot, especially at night.
Eventually you did drift off to sleep, but it only seemed to last for a few minutes because you found yourself opening your eyes to be greeted by your dimly lit room. What...? You sat up, rubbing exhaustion from your eyes. You looked out into the hallway, where there was a light coming from downstairs. Odd.... you did turn off all the lights. Which means... someone is in your house. That or you just didn't turn the light off, which happened before.
A sigh left you and you slipped out of bed, stepping onto the oddly cold floor. Ignoring the eerie feeling you had creeping up your spine, you poked your head out into the hallway and looked up and down the hallway before making your way to the stairs, where the light was coming from. But when you got down there... you didn't see a source. It was like the light was just there. Illuminating the entire room somehow.
The chill crawling up your spin reached your neck and you shuddered, looking around nervously. You hated when paranoia hit you. It was like a train wreck once it started to overwhelm you. One thing after another. But somehow this time it felt different. Like you actually knew someone was watching you. It was a weird and terrifying feeling if you were honest. It was like everything had eyes, and everything was watching you.
Feeling the fear settling in, you decided being down here wasn't much a good idea anymore and decided you would head back to bed.

As you turned around, you could have sworn you saw a shadow or figure in the corner of your vision, but when you looked there was nothing. Just like when you thought you saw something behind you through your computer screen.
Letting out a sigh you turned back to the stairs, only to be greeted by a close up of a face. Shouting in surprise, you fell back on your ass.
The figure before you wore an outfit of all black; a skin tight black t-shirt with black ripped jeans. His skin was extremely pale, almost white. His hair was a chocolate brown with a section of almost neon green at the top of his head. When your (e/c) eyes met his you couldn't help but hesitate your attempt of standing up. There was something you couldn't quite place about them, aside from the abnormal shade of green of course.
Before you could do anything further, a flash of green light blinded you and you found yourself lying on your back, the intruder standing over you and an incredibly sharp knife at your neck. You stared in horror at the man on top of you and your mind played through a couple hundred scenarios that could happen at the moment. The only one you hadn't thought of, was him moving the knife from your neck and whispering in your ear, his hot breath tickling it a little, "It's time to wake up y/n.."
As if on command, you gasped awake, finding yourself in your bedroom with sunlight filtering through your bedroom window. You looked to the other side of your bed just in time to see a knife ready to come down on you.

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((Please spare me, I don't know what I'm doing, I'm just writing to write))