It was 2:00 am, and I was in the abandoned arcade. It was around the block of my house, and it was eerily quiet. I mean, no shit, it's an abandoned arcade. But still, it was chilling nonetheless. It was weird to think this was the last place I saw him before everything happened.
I wish I could say I've moved on, its been years, but that doesn't mean it doesn't still hurt. That's when it happened, I was looking at the plushies that still sat in the little machine, and in the reflection, stood a man. Towering over me, seconds past before he spoke.
"It's been too long, y/n."
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