~Your PoV~
I ran through the corridors, and I'm pretty sure I'm lost. It all looks the same: Long corridors with white tiles and white walls and white doors too! It reminds me of a mental hospital. Or a normal hospital, actually.
Great.. now I hate hospitals.
I slowed down and tried to make sense of my surroundings. There was a noise... a tapping noise... it was getting louder and louder and.. Oh my sack its footsteps!
I panicked and quickly looked around for a way out of this. I randomly grabbed a door and ran in. If I get caught its game over. I just hope there's no one in this room. I silently closed the door and turned around to examine the room.
I was in an average room, square, with beige walls, a big window at the other end, looking out on the city and a red carpet. There was also a large black table in the middle with at least 8 people sitting around it. They all turned their heads to me and frowned.
Goddammit!!!
I grabbed the door handle and sprinted out again, running straight into two other guys. I quickly fumbled in my pockets for a knife, and eventually slit their throats. Luckily, they were too surprised to actually do something. And so, I, (y/n) the World's Worst Ninja, sprinted down the halls, dodging people and hiding in closets. At least I didn't find another room full of people.
As I ran down the halls, I saw a door that was different than the others. It was metal, with thick bolts holding it together. I really hoped they were actually in there. I mean, its like that in movies!
I froze and hit myself on the head. It's too obvious! I looked down the hall, and started regretting checking every single room.
"Might as well start here, then..." I muttered to myself. I walked to the metal door and tested the handle. To my surprise, it was unlocked. I raised my eyebrows and peeked inside. The room was dark, and all I could see was a bit of concrete floor in front of me. I felt around the wall for a light switch, but couldn't find anything. I huffed and stepped inside, then felt along the walls for the switch once more. As soon as I stepped in, the door slammed shut, and I was enveloped in darkness.
"...Fudge..."
I spun around and blindly stumbled to where I presumed the door was, taking small, quick steps, tripping over my own feet occasionally. After what felt like forever of stumbling and struggling, I felt the cold metal surface of the door and breathed a sigh of relief. I fumbled around for the handle and eventually found it. Gripping tightly, I tried opening the door, but somehow, it locked.
"Okay... So not creepy at all..." I mumbled.
I pounded on the door, hoping someone might hear me and open up. Sure, I'd get caught, but I can always kill them. I have the element of surprise on my side. Around ten minutes have passed before I gave up, and decided to try and move around the room, trying to figure out where I am. Taking small, careful steps, I started moving further into the room. I felt lost, powerless and like I'm floating at the same time. Nothing felt right!
The room I was in must be HUGE, because I've been wandering in the same direction for a very long while now.. maybe it was another corridor? No, that doesn't make sense.. Before I could question my theories, I started seeing a dim light in the distance, and started running towards it, stumbling occasionally. Something was.. off about this room.. The walls seem to be swaying... it was making me dizzy. I also didn't realize that my eyes were closed. I stopped and opened my eyes, only to be shocked at the sight.
I was outside. The building was on fire, and I was being carried. I blinked a few times and looked up, seeing Hoodie, without his mask, carrying me.
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Proxy Problems (Creepypasta x Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) was a normal, orphaned teenager. She had a bunch of disorders, her mother was dead, her father was... gone. She was alone, but she was happy. Although... One day, three proxies came into her life, and everything was turned upside down. ...