Insane
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Y/N is a sad soul. She can't go to sleep and night or get up on mornings anymore. She watched her world and her memories crumble around her. She doesn't know why she bothers to keep on trudging down his treacherous path. That was, until he came along. But what if 'he' was a figment of her imagination. A hologram of how she saw the world. And what if that hologram took over and became real. They can do that with a a bit of help. (This is not a Y/N x (idk yet) book :P. She running from him. And trying to find sanctuary. Don't judge me I'm bored AF)
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KillerVlogs uploaded a new video! Tape #00: Calling Creepy Numbers "A company? A friend? Simply someone to talk to. I've been... lonely as of late." The line went silent for a moment and before Killer could answer, the voice asked. "Are you perhaps... interested?" ---...--- KillerVlogs is currently LIVE! Now Streaming: Help Me "How long are you going to keep me here?" The camera positioned on uneven surface. A broken leg propped on one of the small chairs and beyond that, an easel was positioned along with a canvas effectively blocking the figure currently painting the holder of the device. The soft light of the morning from the windows betrayed the air of discomfort. The comments of the live stream pour like heavy rain. 'GET OUT!' 'RUN!' 'Is this true, like no ARG shit? Somebody call the cops!' The figure behind the canvas paused from dabbing the brush delicately on the image. Killer just know that his host was sporting a sweet smile as he said: "As long as it takes." ---...--- WARNING: This story will have dark tones and not at all, a completely healthy depiction of romance. I don't condone such behaviors in real life but for the sake of telling a story, this will be the point of view of the characters. In no way do I support the later warnings so proceed with caution.

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