As my eyes were still closed, I felt the bed that I was on moving; a squeaking noise coming from beneath me as well. A door opened and used before the thing I was on stopped. As my body halted, I heard the sound of latex being put on as well as the air getting colder. Footsteps surround me as I hear someone switch on a radio, music playing but....it sounded broken, as if the song itself was being played out of tune. The only lines I could make out were, "Fr...ds m.... fors....e me, Let th.... all forsa... me, I still ha.... ou, son.....y"
As I opened my eyes, I saw multiple figures surround me wearing protective face coverings as well as what seemed to be hospital gear.
"Hello....what's going on", I said to one of them.
"What's going on is that we're preparing you."
"Ha. For what, a date?", I replied nervously.
"Don't be a fool, we're preparing for your funeral young lad.", It said, the sound of metal being dragged near him.
"I know I'm dead, but why am I seeing you."
"Who says this was your perspective? What if someone else saw you like this?"
"Please just wake me up from this nightmare.", I said teary eyed
"You can't wake up, you're already dead; you've been dead for years." Turning to the other nurses. "Strap him down, we need to take out his organs, bones, and make sure his body's stiff for the viewing."
"Hey wait a minute, let me out!", I yelled out, though they strapped me in the gurney. I looked over to my right to see this thing reach for a scalpel and tried to make an incision, though I started to freak out.
"This isn't gonna work nurse, please help me administer his medicine"
I look up to see a green decaying hand hold my face still as I see a large needle going towards my head.
"No...no...STOOOOP"
I woke up in a cold sweat looking straight up hyperventilating, I didn't want to think about what happened in that small dream I had. Not to mention what Alastor had just done to me beforehand, more on that note where am I? I felt a soft warm hand rubbing my forehead, feeling the tears form around my eyes as this was the only warmth I felt in a while.
"Where am I....", I said in a teary voice.
"It's ok (y/n), it's just me and Vaggie."
I averted my eyes to the right to see Charlie and her hand, behind her I see Vaggie sitting on a chair holding a spear. I started panicking not knowing whether I'm just hallucinating or I've just lost my mind.
"Its ok, it's ok, you're not in danger anymore.", Charlie said before looking at Vaggie with a saddened look.
"Are you even real?", I said.
"Of course we are (y/n)", Charlie said before looking back at me. Though as she did....her face looked voided of no life. Her eyes looked hollow, her lips looked drained of color and her teeth were razor sharp. The skin on her face looked decayed with green blotches on it; her bright red suit looked stained with crimson blood. Instead of bright pink rosy cheeks, they looked scarred with scratch marks around her neck.
This shocked me, making me go into the corner of the sofa I was on before falling off of it. I got up and looked up at her, she looked surprised and scared for my well being. She was about to get close to me and help me up, Vaggie also being surprised by this followed up behind her.
"Stay back, g....get away from me!", I said before running out the door. I see that I'm in the main lobby. I quickly looked for the main door before Charlie could come and get me.
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FanfictionYou are a young teenager, after a series of unfortunate events happen to you in the span of "2 months", have somehow ended up in hell. Naturally you wander the streets until you find a building to sleep in, maybe it's abandoned....maybe Disclaimer:...