Run Away [TF2XREADER]

Chapter 24- Early Rising

The swampy grasslands spread out far around you, the gloomy and foggy air keeping you from being able to see if there was anything but grassland. It was even raining softly, the drops of water flowing down your naked form. The fact that you were naked didn't phase you, likely because of the fact you were alone. You've always been alone. Walking through the tall grass, you let your hand reach out and feel along the strands, drops of dew dripping from your fingertips when making contact. You felt as the muddy water below you began to move, shifting and morphing into waves. Something was in the water, but you didn't feel you were afraid of whatever it was. In front of you, a large manta ray flew out of the swampy ground. The manta looked ghostly, but in a beautifully mystical way, and it had stars that gleamed within its skin. Its wings flapped as it spun around, making its way towards you. Instinctually, you hopped onto its back, feeling connected to the manta. When you did that, it flew up into the air, and then turned back to the ground and sped towards the grasslands with immeasurable speed. You had to clutch hard to its back to not be thrown off. Squeezing your eyes shut, you braced as you and the manta broke through the ground, and into somewhere new. It felt like you were underwater, but when you opened your eyes you could see you were not underwater, but in space.

Beautiful galaxies and nebulas spread around you, glowing brightly. The manta went through a cloud of stardust, giving you a beautiful outfit made up of stars. You smiled, enjoying the soft warmth of the lights around you. You didn't notice as the manta disappeared from under you, causing you to float within the nothingness as a few stars stood out, and began to shine like searchlights. When they all landed on you, they turned red, and terror filled your soul. In that instant, you began falling,

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When you hit the ground, you quickly scanned your surroundings, taking in the fact that you were back in the orphanage. Getting out from bed, you snuck around, trying to make your way from the exit. Along the way, you had to hide from all of the mercenaries, who all for some reason had searchlights for eyes. It all felt like something right out of a horror game, and you hated it. Paranoia buzzed within you, making you fearful for every step you took, knowing that one wrong move could get you caught. Right as you had gotten to the door, metal sheets slid down and kept you from escaping, causing all of the mercenaries to appear and spot you, their glowering eyes turning red. Everything was so loud and bright, your vision was filled with fuzz and static, a rumble in the back of your head as your ears rang. It felt like there was an unbearable pressure on top of you as they glared down at you. You backed up into the door, wishing you could just melt through it.

And you did.

The next time you had opened your eyes, you were outside of the door, and in a place you didn't recognize. You were in a small park, but it wasn't one you recognized. The atmosphere was gloomy. Everything was set in a greyscale, and was blurred by a layer of fog. You saw a mother and her child playing on the playground. They both felt so familiar as if you knew them very personally, but their features were so heavily blurred you couldn't know. They laughed and played, and as time passed the child grew tired, leaving. A shadow moved from the corner of your eyes, one that had always been there, but once the mother and child had left, it left as well. It wasn't a person, but a thing. A feeling? A creature? Or something else, something that simply hung in the atmosphere? "Sometimes, shadows aren't a bad thing." You heard a familiar voice whisper in your ear. Spinning around, you searched for where the voice could have come from, but to no avail. Looked back at the playground, you felt reluctantly childish, and climbed up the slide, entering another realm. It was the barn. The same one you hid out in, and the one that you had been chased out of by some crazy old man and his tractor. In front of you was a door. Nothing connected to it, and nothing behind it. There was nothing that indicated where this door could lead. A sudden knocking came from the other side of the door, and a muffled voice. You felt like they were calling out to you, but you couldn't make out the sounds well enough to be able to tell. Nonetheless, you crept up to it, slowly reaching your hand out to grasp the handle, the sounds of whispers filling your ears. Turning the handle was painfully slow, and you began to sweat as pressure began to fill up in your ears, the anxiety within your spine and body becoming painful. With your heart beating in yours ears, you finally opened the door, falling into a doctor as your eyes rolled back into your head.