ŠĮŁĘÑČË THĖ VŒĆÊŠ (an og ii fanfic, COVER IS STILL A WIP)

Fan. . . you were so loved. You were such a nice friend, to one, the best boyfriend. Why would you kill . . . her? What did test tube do? Now everyone hates you, and for good reason, feel glad that there wasn't enough proof to send you to jail. But. . . did you kill her? You've been going insane, and not only you. The voices grow stronger. . . more victims picked off. Don't feel pity, none of you, if they were to live, this hotel would be a ghost town. And the stain of blood would trace every wall. It's disgusting. . . the suicide and murder. But this is life now, maybe thanks to you, dear fan? Or not. Once we silence the voices, we will live our lives again. But no one will leave the same. Not one of us will be ourselves. The fear and trauma of our current life will continue growing in us like a never ending hunger, even if we stop these voices. I miss our old life, believe me i do. Now once screams of laughter are screams of pain. . . fear. SILENCE THE VOICES, i don't care HOW MANY people must die. Our world as we know it, depends on it. Because if it spreads. . . we're doomed.
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