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Ch 1~The Day She SnappedI was dreaming, or what felt like a dream. Maybe it was more like a nightmare wrapped in the allusion of a dream. I was curled into a fetal position swallowed by darkness and the only noise that played was the soft lullaby tune. When the words slowly spun around me like a spider’s web I slowly opened my eyes. I was floating above my bed and was looking down at my body.
A gasp left my lips as my eyes, my body’s eyes, blinked open and a devious smile crept onto my, er her lips.
“Finally,” the word that left her lips were raspy. My eyes were a darker shade of green, and for some reason my hair had darkened almost to a black. She sat up and glanced my way. “Amelia, let’s play a game. I’m Pandora and I’ll be playing the part of Amelia.” She tilted my head to the side. Her voice was silky now that she’d spoken a bit more.
“The voice,” My words felt hollow on my lips. My voice didn’t seem to leave my lips, just soun
New Proxy: ReaderXCP beginningYour body shook as you realized everything that had been going on around, it wasn't a dream or a nightmare. It was your new reality as you stood in a room filled with strangers of all shapes and sizes. Well, not quite strangers, you knew of them...They belonged to a site dedicated to horror stories, and stories that were suppose to be fake...but just as clearly as day there they stood, or sat lazily. The creepypasta characters. They were splayed out through this room and the rest of the house.
But let's take a few steps back, back to the events that had started this whole domino effect. A few days back you had been simply playing at your laptop goofing off when in reality you should have been doing more serious work such as homework. But you're a teenager, so those things were easy enough to push aside, just copy off a friend or rush to finish in the morning before class. You've loved horror stories since you were a bit younger and now you're obsessed with them. You overheard a couple
TrivelaJanice didn't rush towards the dome wall. She limped as fast as she could, shifting weight to her good foot, painfully moving forward. She splayed her hands on the transparent wall and gazed at the growing crack. I realized I was holding my breath - everyone was - but I relaxed when the crack stopped growing. Janice sighed, lowered her head and just stood there, hands still on the wall, her silhouette framed by the red sand outside.
I wanted to get up from the gray grass, to tell Janice it was all going to be okay. I wanted to tell her it was just a surface crack and that I would fix it in the morning, before I did my rounds checking the air conditioning. It would take me just a few minutes and it wasn't a big deal, it was just a matter of using a liquid neoplexiglass gun to refill it. The wall was fine and I was sure Janice knew it. I couldn't understand why she looked so upset. Was it their leg? Was it hurt that bad?
"It just… burst," Janice said, not even bothering t
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