a light that never goes out. s. fisher x reader

𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝘂𝗿·𝗱𝗲𝗿
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the murder of a large number of people.
"the mass murder of approximately six million European Jews during World War Two"

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I stepped closer to the vanilla haired figure that stood ahead of me in the bitterly cold room, the walls paint torn off to reveal the contrasting wood that lied beneath the muted blue pigment. Her hair stood out like a sore thumb from the dull and tedious colors.

"Hello?" I called out towards the woman, seeking help in this never ending labyrinth of a dream.

"Why are you here?" She whispered, her just barely coherent words had me confused. "What?" I murmered in reply, as if asking an unrecognizable woman anything would get me anywhere. She never turned to face me. "Who- who are you?"

"My name is Diane."

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If it was up to Y/n, she would study her days away shut in her room, concealed from any sort of social interaction; finding her own entertainment in being lonesome.

But when she met a blue haired boy with a prothetic face, she started to think differently.

Uncovering the secrets of Addison Apartments and what Nockfell is feeding them, Y/n found herself fated to be with Sal Fisher - all while discovering bloodshed's, and maybe even a cult?

started: janurary, 28th, 2024.
ended:
(cover isn't mine, creds 2 og owner!)