Killermare (I can't think of a title-)

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Killers pov

We had too lock horror up, now your probably asking; killer, why the hell are you helping them you peice of shit?

Because there house has cameras, everywhere. I could try and leave, but the alarm on the cameras would go off. They also put a magic restraint on my ankle so it I somehow got out how would I leave? I can't teleport to nightmares Castle let alone another AU so there's really no way out. C o o l.

So they obviously weren't putting me back in my cell because we put horror in there horrors cell doesn't have a door and that means there's no where else. "soooo where the hell am I going now? Florida isn't a bad place-" "the guest bedroom, not Florida." ink replies before I could even finish my sentence.

Blue looks at him confused and annoyed as he drags ink out of the room, that means I'm alone, again. Do I mind? No. This is inks room, it's pretty cool. I go on the bed to see what he's drawing. An echo flower? That's random considering how many there already are in this house. I continue to look around and find a knife, with blood on it...I'm not gonna ask what that's used for.

I hear them coming back so I grabbed the knife and put it in my pocket. I ran over to where or close to where I was and sat down, perfect timing too.

They walk in, blue still looking annoyed and concerned with ink looking normal. "follow me" ink said and I stood up and walked down the hallway with him. "soooo why do you always where that girl guide sash?" I asked. He sighed, "I wear this 'girl guide sash' so I can feel emotions because I don't have a soul." he replies. "so if someone took it off per say, you would be emotionless?" "yes, and if I drink the paint in one of the vials il feel only that emotion according to the colours." "alright,-" he opens the door at the end of the hallway

"welcome to you're temporary home" he says as the door fulling opens revealing a really nice bedroom, better then mine atleast. "thanks I guess," I say as I walk in, him closing the door behind me, rude much.

The room had a pretty big bed, a wall mounted TV, dresser and every thing a normal bedroom has, besides mine of course. I'm basically a poor collage student, but without the collage, or student.

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