"It's gonna be okay.." (BATIM stories)

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(If you would like to do a Senry rp please message me, please keep in mind though that I prefer to play Sammy and am looking for someone who is lit+)

Warning: This story has suggested rape and murder. If you aren't comfortable with these kind of topics, I advise you dont read this.

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"I-.. I dont want to go in there again.."

Sammy said, referring to the room right besides the room where the pool table was kept.

"I just don't want to see the body again.."

"Right.. that's understandable.."

Henry spoke calmly, making sure to keep his voice down. He could understand why Sammy wouldn't want to go in there. Especially if he was telling the truth about all the stuff that went on in the studio. He knew all about how the ink creatures living in the studio are formed. The soul simply abandons the body for the ink.. causing the soul to be trapped amongst the ink. Well... that's how Sammy explained it anyways.

"I'll be back quickly.. I only just want to take a look to see-.. If it actually is your body.. you just stay here, okay?"

He said carefully, Sammy gave a little nod. Watching as Henry went over to the door and opened it, carefully entering the room and disappearing into the darkness.

The room was normal, it had the beautiful and grand, white piano that Sammy would always play. It was so memorizing to watch his fingers dance across the keys almost effortlessly. Anyone could be impressed and envy the way Sammy puts so much dedication into his music. It must of taken ages for Sammy to learn all the instruments.. It's such a shame his memory trashed all of his talent and now left him an anxious mess..

He turned and noticed something strange, ripped pants. A clear tear right next to the zipper, it seemed strangely similar like the ones Sammy used to wear.

"Strange.."

He shook it off, turning back to the piano. On closer inspection, he noticed something peaking out from behind the piano. A foot. Henry gulped. In truth this wouldn't be the first time Henry had saw a corpse, he had saw plenty over his lifetime on the battlefield. But this.. all he could feel was nervousness. He didn't want to see this corpse, mainly incase it was Sammy's. He didn't feel like he could take it.

After a few moments of debating he slowly made his way around the piano, stopping dead in his tracks once he saw the full sight. Sadly, it was Sammy's corpse.

"Oh, God....."

He felt a wave of disgust seeing it, whoever did this had left Sammy with his underwear ripped. Blood clearly visible and other fluids around his thighs and private areas. Bruising was also visible on his neck, he couldn't tell if that was from being chocked or something else.

'Someone did this to him.'

'Someone violated him.'

'He didn't deserve this.'

'Why the hell didn't I stay here and protect him from such cruel animals?'

As his mind was racing a mile a minute, he mindlessly took his vest off and placed it over the corpses nude state. Even though it was just a corpse now. A bit of flesh. He still felt the need to pay his respects and cover the body at least.

'I wont let anyone touch you again.. I promise you, Sammy..'

He quickly wiped away the tears that where forming in his eyes and turned to the exit.

'God.. I hope he doesn't remember what happened..'

He thought before turning away and leaving the room. Taking a glance back at the room that once held so many great memories for the musician only for his life to be taken away in one of the most horrible and most humiliating ways. He shook his head, snapping out of his thoughts as he shut the door behind himself.

He looked at Sammy, who was waiting patiently against the wall for him with his arms wrapped around himself in an almost insecure manner.

'I wont let the same mistakes happen again...'

"Y-You're back"

Sammy said, noting the look on Henry's face.

"Y-yeah, we should get out of here, Sammy.."

"Oh.. Right.. but I thought the music department was safe enough?.. Do we really have to leave?.."

Henry frowned slightly before making his way over to Sammy and pulling him into a hug.

"I know your scared, Sammy.. I am too, but we have to keep moving if we want to escape.. I'll protect you.. I promise you that. I won't let anything hurt you no matter what."

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Eh, kinda got lazy at the end there. I don't really enjoy writing to much unless it's a literate rp or something that I'm interested in. If you have any suggestions on anything to write or to rp, let me know.

(I will also be taking criticism and stuff like that so don't be afraid to tell me anything in the comments.)