This Town (Sally Face x Reader)

This Town (Sally Face x Reader)

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture2 h 13 min
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., juil. 19, 2023
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SALLY X READER FANFICTION Story takes place after episode 3 of the game, but before the end of 4. Somewhere in between. Change isn't easy to accept. It just happens and there's no way to stop it. People live. People grow. People die. Even when you don't want them to. Even when you're to blame. Nockfell was supposed to be a fresh start. A chance to begin new. From the moment you saw the signs at the town's boundaries, you had a sinking feeling that anything this town had to offer would be completely and utterly pointless Until it wasn't. ***mystery, gore, emotions, more, and perhaps lime/lemon content eventually (I will give warnings at the start of a chapter if it ever does. Happy Reading:) *I have no claim to the franchise or its original characters. Cover art was drawn and edited by me*
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A fanfiction based on the video game, Sallyface. There are always thoughts shoved far back in my mind that I wouldn't dare say aloud. There are memories and stories I want to be heard but won't budge for the life of me. Maybe it's the lack of awkwardness it maintains, or maybe it's the fear of disgust looks towards me that's keeping me from saying these thoughts aloud. I don't know, but it doesn't really matter in the end. I will be dead by the end of May and there's nothing stopping the inevitable. I wish that I could run from this; hide, but I can't. It's here. That vicious, blood-driven entity is not leaving anytime soon. It has us in its grip now. Its grip is tight and inescapable. I've always hated this fucking town. This filthy, horrific place. Especially that room, the one I dare to enunciate, Mrs.Packerton's slaughter factory. It ruined me, probably forever. But that's just where it started. "This smell" I start to say. Ashley looks over to me quickly, intrigued. "This smell, it's Nockfell. This is Nockfell." Human meat, death, and murder are Nockfell. Side note: In this fanfiction, they are all born in 1976; they are all in their senior year.

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