The Venomous Blood Rose is no longer a FREAK! (Ongoing)

Please, live.

WARNING! 

This chapter may contain inappropriate images or contents that may trigger the viewers or some readers. It may depict scenes of oppression and explicit/suggestive language. Some photos may trigger phobias or OCD thoughts. You can skip this chapter if you feel unsure that you can read the scenes in this chapter. I'll make sure that it won't affect the next chapter that much. I'll try to throw in some information so you won't miss out.  

Although, personally, this chapter is just mildly scary but it's better to be safe than sorry. I just wanted to make sure that I made it clear about the possible things that might happen or you might encounter while reading. 

REMEMBER, I WARNED YOU. Proceed if you must. I shall not stand in your way.

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Huh? Where am I?



It's so dark. I can't see anything.

I'm scared. Someone. Please, help me.



*Plop*

I could only hear drops of water but I can't figure out where  the sound is coming from.

*Plop*

What the heck happened to me? Did I faint? Is this my stomach showing me a vision that it's empty and I must eat now? Pfft. Yeah, right.

But why does it seem so vivid?

Why was I so scared earlier?

And why am I naked?

But then, there's this eerie feeling I couldn't shake.

All I could see is nothing but this aching black void. It seems endless.

Beneath me was a muddy pool of water that my feet doesn't touch, in which my image was reflected. I moved my  feet in an attempt to walk but each step feels so strange and heavy as if I'm being pulled down.

....

It has been at least half an hour or so I think. I'm still stuck here and I haven't seen anything else since I woke up into this place. 

"№}/¡›‽‡"

- Huh? Who's there?

*Giggles*

- W-where are you?! Show yourself!

"She's here..."

How— whoever's speaking sounded like a person overlapped with different other voices. It's almost like there's hundreds of people speaking the same thing all at once. But no matter where I look, there's no one here.

Am I hallucinating? This must be my brain playing a silly trick on me.

I really have to wake up.

*whoosh*

A sudden gust of cold wind brushed past me. It felt petrifying yet familiar for some unknown reason.

"I'm right over here."

I looked over my shoulders and...