Lena's POV
I had barely managed to get there in time and save Belle from an unfortunate fate. I teleported us back inside our room and held my hand over her nose as the frozen features melted off of her face. When it all was done melting off of her features, I threw her cold and soggy ass into a warm bathtub. The bitch didn't need no goddamn hypothermia. Elizabeth stormed in and shouted "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!!?" Wordlessly I lit my hand on fire and she screamed "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOUR HAND?!?" I then unlit the flames and lit them once more, in manner one might use when turning a light switch on and off. "Unnatural must have been true then." I nodded. She sat down her blue eyes filled with shock. I patted her red hair. "Boochan is okay though." I said. "Well I guess I better tell you what happened." Then I proceeded to explain the entire situation to her and suddenly her eyes widened. I snapped my fingers in front of her face to try and snap her out of her current daze and bewilderment. She shook her head in disbelief. "I know it's strange," I started "Really strange." She muttered. "But you'll get used to it." I finished. She looked at me and said "I know you, were you at the School?" I grew silent at the thought of the school as it soon reemerged from within my mind. That place is a living hell. No, that place is worse than anything ever could be or become. "You mean Hell?" I scowled at the memories, "If that's what you're talking about the answer's yes. All I can say is that I wish the answer was No."
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Not what they seem
FanfictionAnnabelle Larken is in certain aspects your average 24 year old and in others not. Yet when she explores Markipliers Mind she finds out she isn't alone.
