𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 / 𝘧𝘪𝘹-𝘪𝘵! 𝘢𝘶

Fifteen

TW!!!
Pedophillia, violence, mentions of gore, S/A

THIS CONTENT IS RATED 13+, AND IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES.

VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

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Finney walked back and forth across the cold cement of the dark basement.

'Come and get me, you bastard.'

Awaiting the presence of the grabber, he decided to dig a hole in the wall.
He wanted to see his anger.

Taking off the lid of the toilet, he smashed it against the wall repeatedly.
Eventually, he found an opening, to the freezer inside. He sighed, then went back to the stained mattress to wait for Albert.

Finney laid on the mattress, slowly drifting off.
He eventually gave in to his tiredness, shutting his eyes.

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He paced around the basement, searching for any clues as to where the exit was.

"Finney, I have a surprise for you~.."
The grabber peeked from behind the door.
Finneys breathing hitched, as the grabber slowly inched closer to the stairs, hands behind the door as if hiding something.

"What is it." Finney asked, walking up to the end of the stairs.

The grabber smirked.
"Hold out your hands, pretty boy.."
Finney almost gagged at the name Albert gave him, but put out his hands anyways.

Finney waited for the grabber to show him his surprise, and when it showed, Finney gasped.

"Here it is!~"
The grabber dragged robins lifeless body out from behind the door, before pushing it down the stairs.

Finney fell backwards, sobs uncontrollably coming out of his mouth. He couldn't breathe, gazing at robin.

Finneys eyes shot open, gasping for air.
It was just a dream.

"What did you dream about?..."
The grabber walked out of the shadows.
Finney caught up with his breathing, gaining energy to glare at the kidnapper.

"It was a wonderful dream. You died."
Finney snapped back at Albert, and he looked at finney with sad eyes.

"I really like you, pretty boy.. I was hoping you'd like me back.." the grabber sounded as if he was crying, walking up the stairs.

'Fucking weirdo.'

The grabber stopped at the top of the stairs, looking back at the boy.
"I saw what you did to the wall. You will get a punishment later."

Finney gulped, but tried his best not to show fear. Albert finally left, closing the door but not locking it. He really wanted Finney to play his game. And Finney was going to play, but he wanted to wait as long as possible.

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Vance's eyes were blurry, placing up a missing poster. He was really worried for finney.
Robin walked over to Vance, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"We're gonna find him. I know we will."
Robin reassured Vance, trying his best to sound confident. But inside, robin was trying to reassure himself. He's never been this worried in his life.

"I sure hope we find him." Vance almost whispered. "Do you think he was..." he paused before continuing. "Kidnapped?..."

Robins eyes widened.
"No! He couldn't possibly be kidnapped."
"Right?.."