Your father tries to force you into a life of crime seeing as your whole family's in on it but you don't want to. He's been trying for years to make you love the sickening sight of butchered bodies lying at your feet but you still won't budge. You do as you're told even though you don't like it, you kill but not for fun. All of the regret and guilt you feel from killing people changes one day when you meet a man named Wilford.

Twitter@mizzuniki Tumbler@Iamschizophrenicbeach (The creator of the picture) Nyctophobia. Extreme or irrational fear of night or darkness. Some psychoanalytic writers believe that fear of the dark may be related to separation anxiety from a primary attachment figure, a phenomenon that is detailed further in a 2014 analysis on attachment and fear arousal published in the journal Psychoanalytic Dialogues.

Wilford is real, and Mark has been keeping him-and Dark-a secret for years... That is, until Wilford and Dark find a way to slip past Mark and make their murderous journey into the life of the unsuspecting (Y/N). After Wilford found (Y/N) first-and made a bad impression-he's willing to change the way he is around this strange youth. Was it really an "accident" that he wormed his way into(Y/N) life, or is life giving him an opportunity to perhaps change his ways? (DISCLAIMER! I DON'T OWN ANY FORMS OF MEDIA IN THIS BOOK UNLESS SPECIFIED. I DO NOT OWN THE PICTURE FOR THE COVER, I MERELY EDITED IT TO SHOW THE TITLE.)

http://www.imgrum.org/media/1579806969932511346_3517530580 If you are the artist of this picture you can have me know if you want this down as the photo. You are a female, who's on the run from the police, but you've been caught. For some odd reason, a Man known as Wilford Warfstache has taken an interest in having an interview with you, and the things you've done. You've killed people on certain occasions, stolen, and you have considered selling off drugs, in which is where Andy comes in. He didn't give you your money, but unlike you he had friends,(Chris and Henry) and now you have more then just police to worry about.

You and Mark are roommates, best friends even, and have been since his first Five Nights at Freddy's video. You usually wake up from a nap or get distracted from work by his screaming at a game in his studio. You don't mind it, you've dealt with loud people your entire life. Being the empath you are, Mark's loud and bubbly energy is always a good refresher after a long day, but it also helps you know when he's upset or distraught. But for some reason, he's not telling you why this time...

•DISCONTINUED• He was a strange boy. I knew him in school, yet I could never find a way to talk to him. One day when his best friend was sick he sat down next to me at lunch. It wasn't much, just an exchange of hello's. Then, after that, I didn't see him anymore. And that time turned into weeks. Into years. I graduated to become a detective, him distant in memory. Yet a recent report had been made and I was sent to investigate. Little did I know what I had in store. WARNING: Gruesome & extreme violence is a major factor in this story. Harsh wording may also be used throughout this book