When the person you love most is violently taken away from you, you set out on a dangerous journey to find out what happened to him, making your life goal to discover the truth. What you don't expect though, is to uncover secrets that come out of the darkest abyss, accompanied by a cannibalistic creature with a navy-blue mask that eternaly cries back tears.

Beep... Beep... Beep... Your blood shot eyes opened "Hospital room?" You said You look around. A blood bag is connected to a plastic tube and that tube is connected to your arm. Bandages are to be seen on your left leg. The sound of metal and glass hitting the floor made you jump. You turn to the cause of the noise. A nurse is in the room, shes backing up at the sight of you. A metal platter is a few feet in front of her and is on the floor. Medication pills are now spilled across the floor and glass shards are laying there with the pills. You see some water along with it. She was looking at you in both astonishment and fear. She dashed out of the room. "HEY! Wait! " You protested "What's going on?" -----WARNING HARSH LANGUAGE AND GORE IN CHAPTERS-----

She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?

"Would you stop squirming? I don't need to drop you right now, you're already too beat up." "Why the fuck do you care? Your jacket's covered in blood, asshole, I don't see why I'm the one person that suddenly gets to stay alive!" He glared at you, and you decided it was best not to keep talking. "I'm not the one that wants you, dollface." *** cover art: miyak047.tumblr.com AFAB Reader I never say "Y/N" in this because it's dumb. Dead Dove Do Not Eat

You, the Reader, is a transfer student from Ohio. During your time in your new location, you find yourself involved with the unknown. P.s. this book was written when I was 11, and currently revising the book. Also, Check out my other books: Ben Drowned x Reader: https://www.wattpad.com/story/22599941-ben-drowned-x-reader-revise-in-progress Slenderman x Reader: https://www.wattpad.com/story/178038239-slender-man-x-reader Jeff The Killer x Reader: https://www.wattpad.com/story/180652336-jeff-the-killer-x-reader Masky x Reader: Coming soon.

ㅡ Never have I ever in my entire life thought I'd fall for a serial killer. guys i wrote this like five years ago dont read it its ass

As a psychology student, being casually stalked has thrown you for a bit of a loop.

I've read so many of these headcannon books, so I thought why not make my own?

THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED. NOT BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE MARBLE HORNETS AND CREEPYPASTA OF FANFIC WRITING ANYMORE, IT'S BECAUSE I REALIZED I NEED TO PLAN A STORY LIKE THIS BETTER. Find my better story (on @momento-heapass) called After the Flood. - - - Cultists? In MY town's woods? It's more likely than you think. - - - This is just a fun Creepypasta/Marble Hornets-ish x Reader with my own little spin. PLEASE NOTICE: The characters used in this story are not mine. Please check the chapter titled "Crediting" to learn more.

Not really meant to be taken too seriously, and some of these are hella old