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Nightmarionne x Reader

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Parts 27
Time 1h 25m

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"CLOSE THE DOOR!"

"I-I- I can't!" I managed to whisper back, barely audible.
 I waited. I didn't hear anything. I dared to take my eyes off the thing, still keeping my light on it, and look up as far as I could without moving my head. I saw a tentacle, black and white striped, snaking out of the hole in the ceiling, and moving across towards the doors. 
A white face with black streaks like tears shone down on me, with black holes for eyes, with two little white lights like eyes in them, and a smiling mouth that had the sharpest teeth I'd ever seen.  
Suddenly, a pounding came from the doors and I flinched- the light fell from my hand and spilled flickering light on the doors. My heart was pounding and felt like it would explode out of my chest. I looked back at the ceiling, and two white eyes glittered at me in the dark.All Rights Reserved

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Under The Bed

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