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[Dead by Daylight version]
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    [F. Name] [L. Name] was quite the odd child in the big orphanage. He saw many things people couldn't, he would try to tell them but the children didn't believe him, calling him "delusional" and made fun of him. [F. Name] starts to keep himself reserved and kept his distance from the other children, as they never sought to believe him about the old woman who walked down the halls. She had many layers of clothing, as beautiful green silk with its finishing touches. She kept her hair in a neat bun as her grey hair stood out, [F. Name] never saw her face because of the black laced veil and carried a cane or belt. He tried not to bother any of strangers the children couldn't see, but it gotten the best of him and decided to follow the strange woman. [F. Name] follows her down the dark hallway no caretaker or children were around. The woman walks up a spiral staircase, up the the attic, as [F. Name] slowly and cautiously continues to follow behind. The attic door shuts loudly, as he stops half way, the sound of thrashing whip against skin echos. He starts to hear the sound of many children pleas and loud cries, as he froze in fear.
    "MOMMY I'M SORRY! FORGIVE ME!"
    "PLEASE MOMMY STOP HURTING ME!"
    "I'LL STOP LYING, I'LL BE GOOD FROM NOW ON!"
    Suddenly the thrashing of the leather belt stops, the pitiful cries eerily quiets down. The sound of the old door creaks open slowly, the pounding in his chest rang loudly in his ears. 
    "[F. Name]..."
    All the children whispered his name.
    "Help us..."
    He backs downstairs slowly, trying to keep himself from panicking.
    "Please come help us..!"
    The voices grew louder, and distorted.
    "HELP US [F. NAME]! DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE!"
    [F. Name] ran down the stairs, he missed a step, tumbling down the stairs. Earning bruises and a few rug burns from the old dusty carpet, he felt a deep stinging sensation in his ankle. [F. Name] never looked back since then but his abnormal powers still haunted him.All Rights Reserved

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| A Dream or A Nightmare? | - 1
Fri, Oct 23, 2020

[Dead by Daylight version]
| b x b content |

[F. Name] [L. Name] was quite the odd child in the big orphanage. He saw many things people couldn't, he would try to tell them but the children didn't believe him, calling him "delusional" and made fun of him. [F. Name] starts to keep himself reserved and kept his distance from the other children, as they never sought to believe him about the old woman who walked down the halls. She had many layers of clothing, as beautiful green silk with its finishing touches. She kept her hair in a neat bun as her grey hair stood out, [F. Name] never saw her face because of the black laced veil and carried a cane or belt. He tried not to bother any of strangers the children couldn't see, but it gotten the best of him and decided to follow the strange woman. [F. Name] follows her down the dark hallway no caretaker or children were around. The woman walks up a spiral staircase, up the the attic, as [F. Name] slowly and cautiously continues to follow behind. The attic door shuts loudly, as he stops half way, the sound of thrashing whip against skin echos. He starts to hear the sound of many children pleas and loud cries, as he froze in fear.
"MOMMY I'M SORRY! FORGIVE ME!"
"PLEASE MOMMY STOP HURTING ME!"
"I'LL STOP LYING, I'LL BE GOOD FROM NOW ON!"
Suddenly the thrashing of the leather belt stops, the pitiful cries eerily quiets down. The sound of the old door creaks open slowly, the pounding in his chest rang loudly in his ears.
"[F. Name]..."
All the children whispered his name.
"Help us..."
He backs downstairs slowly, trying to keep himself from panicking.
"Please come help us..!"
The voices grew louder, and distorted.
"HELP US [F. NAME]! DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE!"
[F. Name] ran down the stairs, he missed a step, tumbling down the stairs. Earning bruises and a few rug burns from the old dusty carpet, he felt a deep stinging sensation in his ankle. [F. Name] never looked back since then but his abnormal powers still haunted him.

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