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Those Who Cry: The Boy In The Asylum | Book 1 (Jeff The Killer X Reader)
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Complete, First published Jan 01, 2020
Mature
y/n lived with her abusive father and her mother, her dad didn't have a job but her mom worked at a mental asylum. one day her mother decided to take her along to work, y/n was looking around the asylum when she heard something that sounded like laughing behind a door, she peeked through the window to see a white blood-stained hood, black charred hair, a smile cut to extend to his cheeks, he stared at her through the window with white eyes, his hands crept up to his chest and he formed a heart with them.
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⛧°.⋆༺🦇༻⋆.°⛧ The sound of the metallic clang reverberated in your chest, sending a fresh wave of panic coursing through your veins. You swung the camera around again, eyes darting to the dark hallway that led deeper into the mall. The silence that followed was suffocating-unnatural. It wasn't just quiet; it was wrong. You felt the weight of it pressing on your skin, suffocating you from all sides. The tension was so thick it felt like you were walking through molasses. Your breath came in shallow bursts as you took a step back, hands still gripping the camera, but your focus was broken when the door to the lobby suddenly flew open.