We are finally at the stage where I actually write and not my old self. Please do enjoy.
TW: TORTURE
Time: October 7th 4:20am 2023
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Not long after they finally got back into their cars and went back on the road.
George got into the car furiously. He was so irritated at the way how Wilbur was acting. He hated it, he knew he could help him. George knew stuff Wilbur didn't and so was the other way around. Together with their brain cells, they can solve a mystery. But Wilbur, being stubborn towards George was the only thing stopping the two. And he hated how he acted.
He cupped his hand, waiting for Sapnap and Nikki to come into the car.
"Hey George." Nikki called while getting into the car.
Sapnap came in after, "hey George what was that about with wilbur? I heard you swear, and you don't swear that much. So what's up?" Sapnap asked.
George just scoffed, "that- why does he need to be so stubborn! All I want to do is help him, I- Wilbur just doesn't want to listen to me. I want to help him with something but he has the nerve to tell me that he doesn't care nor want to listen to me!" George ranted.
Sapnap started the car a while ago, as everyone continued to drive.
"George you will have much time to talk with him when we get there. Maybe try to persuade him? Instead of making him listen, convince him." Sapnap suggested.
"Yeah, wilbur is only mean or- insignificant, when he'll be ever so slightly provoke you. Just, maybe make him. . . guilty?? Always worked for me as a child." Nikki giggled.
"What?" George chuckled and Sapnap aswell, "Nikki you scandalous!" Sapnap said.
She laughed, "but it's true! It always worked for me when I was younger. Wilbur is a kinderd spirit, so he will obviously feel bad always and come up with an apology that really makes you happy -or guilty. But do give it a try George! It's fun to see him suffer in guilt!" Nikki chuckled.
George thought of it. Liking the plan indeed, he never knew Nikki could be such a scoundrel.
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They finally got to their destination, they were greeted with a big vacation home in the pits of a field, dusty, but only for the ocean sand and it's waters that was right behind them. There was hills and mountains behind this campsite., in the far end of the field. There was other houses beside theirs, but a bit further away, but Phil pointed and said that was there's.
A sweet smell of cinnamon, there was a women standing Infront of the door, looking cold and very tired, but nevertheless smiling.
The house had a definite description from the outside, very old looking design. The house was a light shade of blue for the walls and everything else was darker shade of Navy blue for the pillers and some of the frame. The dark oak wood as the windows frames, it was a breath taking house. It had a base where you can BBQ anything outside, having a chimney roof. That they were going to live in for the 4 weeks!
Wilbur couldn't describe how utterly astonished he was, he didn't even know how to comprehend it. He hadn't been there be for. The lady waved at them as they got out of their cars.
She had two pretty lilies in her hair, a darker pink to a lighter pink dress with a Lillie's complexion, with her white haired and ribbons in her hair.
She giggled softly, meeting the new commers.
"Hello, I'm Enola. I'm your guide, I own this place, so please do enjoy your stay. This place have 7 large bedrooms and 4 other rooms for your enjoyment ." She said and left. "Bye bye."
Everyone waved her off and started to unpack their cars. Phill was the first to open the door and he was greeted with the 2 men laying on a couch. Sneegsnag and Charlie
"Ayyyy!!!! Phill!!!!!" They all shouted.
Charlie came up from the couch.
"Hey guys! So, well, you guys are a little late but that's okay. Pick your rooms, we're not sleeping here actually, we have another house, smaller then this." Charlie said.
"Yup! So, if you need anything just give us a knock." Sneegsnag said and they both headed out.
This house inside was bigger then the inside. It was 3 stories high, the top floor was mixed with the second. Spiral staircases leading up and down too the first floor to the second and with another flight of stairs to the roof that was also framed with bookshelves and couches. Guessing that was the living room. The downstairs was the kitchen, furnished and a empty fridge. With a hallway behind the other side of the stairs, filled with 3 different rooms, with far apart doors, meaning the rooms were probably bigger inside.
If a room had 2 doors that meant for two people would sleep in it or 3. If It had 1 door then only 1 would. Second floor had the same thing but the 3 rooms were opposite each other. Aswell in second floor you'd see all the 2 bathrooms.
After some time, it was finally time to pick who they wanted to sleep by. They continued to pack out all their things. After they were done, they looked at each other and knew it was time to decide where people were sleeping. There was 3 rooms that had 3, for the next 3 bedrooms it had 2 beds and there was 1 room for only 1 bed.
"So, who's sleeping by who?" Dream asked.
"I mean we can go by roommates thing, to make it easier-"
"No!" Wilbur and George said in unison, protesting.
"Well then.. uh?? Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo, there is a three bed- bedroom. Dream, Technoblade and Wilbur, why don't you guys sleep in the other room. Quackity, Sapnap and Karl can sleep in the other room. Bilzo and crumb? You guys want to share?" Phil said.
"Uh yeah sure, we can." Bilzo answered.
"Well then, Nikki and Jack? You okay with that?"
"Oh yeah definitely!" Nikki smiled.
"So that leaves me and George." Phil paused. "George I can take the last 2 bedroom. You can have the 1 bedroom-"
"Yeah that's perfect! I have something I'd like to do alone and I can't have distractions. Thanks!!" George said quickly and took his luggage upstairs quickly and ran to the room.
Wilbur gave a snarled look back and grabbed his luggage as everyone followed each other to their room.
Dream opened up his room and stared in awe. There was a big marbled window that opened up for natural light for the room as the beige walls was big. It had a signaler desk close to the window and a few couches. Their beds weren't double bunked but singular. It has a bathroom for them aswell.
"Wow. . it's so nice." Said Wilbur, throwing his bag on a bed, claiming it.
"Yeah. . ." Dream agreed.
Technoblade just nodded and jumped on a bed.
Wilbur didn't stay that long in the room, he went upstairs to check out the bookshelf.
It had been hours, all their food was in the fridge and other compartments. Wilbur had been reading Anne of the island. While listening to Classical music.
He noticed that it had been hours and he hadn't heard anything from George. He got up, still being angry but he knew he wanted to check up on him.
He knocked on the door. It instantly opened. George was standing, he's hair was messy and he didn't let Wilbur see inside the room at all.
"Uh. . . I just came to check on you." Wilbur said softly, trying to look pass George but he didn't let him.
"Why thank you Wilbur but you don't need to do that- so leave." George said trying to close the door.
Wilbur still trying to look inside his room, George took him by the chin. "you came to talk to me, why are you trying to look at my room. Eyes here Wilbur." George said letting go of his chin and Wilbur just blinked at him.
"Sorry." He said, walking away and George closed the door quickly.
George sighed so heavily, you could have heard it outside the door as he falls back onto the door. His fingers touch the ground, it made the door and it's frame grow mushrooms onto it. George flinched, he could feel his power growing.
He stood up quickly, running to the desk that had a variety of books on it. What plant hybrids mean and the plants hybrid side effects, what does type of mushroom will do;. Novels on his laptop was opened as books stacked up.
He took something out of his suitcase and it was another book, History of visions. He opened it looking threw the pages.
George had been working on finding the truth of Wilbur's visions. He wanted pictures to put on the walls but he had no printer. He sighed, he would need to go to town. He wasn't interacting with anyone since they've gotten here. He was tired aswell. He knew he would need to cut off his naps but he decided that he would read a couple of pages of some of these books until he falls asleep.
That wasn't long after.
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"This place is so cool!! What he hell!" Tubbo yelled as their room had a double bunk.
"I call top bunk!" Tommy called.
Tubbo was contempt with that.
Ranboo was also happy, he got a bed all to himself.
"So, you guys want to go to the beach later or tomorrow?" Tommy asked.
"Tommy we need to get some rest and also unpack. So possibly tomorrow." Said Tubbo as he started unpacking.
"I'm just glad we have our own bathroom. Well, at least our own shower." Ranboo said, looking into the bathroom that smelled devine.
Ranboo still felt a bit uncomfortable with Tommy, so he didn't speak much but he shore was hungry. He went down a couple of times to eat something, just a simple snack.
He came back inside the room to find tommy on his phone playing music as Tubbo was playing with magnetics.
"You know, I think it's really cool how magnets work. Opposites attracting and they are so strong too. The electric lust of it's cool, like you can't pull away." Tubbo said aloud.
"What do you think, Ranboo?"
"Uh- well, magnets are cool." Ranboo didn't really know how to answer.
Tubbo's just smiled and Tommy noticed.
"Well, Tubbo I think their the most boring piece of metal. -joking- their pretty cool but I like the bigger ones to see how far they arrack. If you want, we can go hang out by the beach tomorrow and make a metal detector?" Tommy suggested.
Tubbo's smiled even more brightly. "That's a great idea!" He said, going back to playing with the metal.
Ranboo came close to Tommy's bed.
"I didn't know you could be nice." He spoke at an unaudible level where Tubbo couldn't hear them.
"Just because I'm not nice to you, doesn't mean I can't be nice to Tubbo." Tommy pouted.
Ranboo rolled his eyes smiling, "just glad to know your nice." He smiled at him.
Tommy didn't know what took over him but he's whole face went red after that single stare and that smile. Tommy couldn't help but just stare back, admiring him.
"Ah- uh-" he caught himself, "w-well! Uh- Ranboo can you touch the water? Well cause your a ghast and stuff-"
"What? Well if course I can. I'm not fully a ghast." Ranboo answered his questions, resting his arms on the cozy new bedding that was on the sheets.
"Well does it hurt?" Tommy asked.
"Sometimes, but not at all. I have to bath." Ranboo said simply.
Tommy just nodded, thinking on another question.
"And what about you Tommy? What are you again?" Ranboo asked.
"A hummingbird." Tommy said simply.
"Oh, I like hummingbirds. Have you learnt in school how to turn into other half of yourself?" Ranboo asked.
"Yeah I did, i haven't done it in so long though, i forgot how to do it. The best thing I can do is cough feathers-"
Ranboo burst out laughing and Tommy couldn't help but stop and look once more. He's laugh was so cute.
"Wot? That's what happens!"
But that only made him laugh harder. Tommy started to laugh aswell, it was a quite contagious laugh. Tubbo turned to look at them. He smiled brightly when he saw them acting like friends.
"S-s-stop!' He stammered threw laughter. "Y-y-you cou-cough out feathers?!" Ranboo cried.
"Y-yes!? What's so wrong with that!?" Tommy laughed.
"Everything!"
They calmed down shortly after. Still snickering along the way.
"Oh- okay, I understand mines a bit funny but what's yours? What's the best you can do?" Tommy asked.
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"wha- well. I can kinda teleport but only at night. I sleep walk a bit but it hasn't happened in a while. Sometimes purple dust happens, I'm not honestly sure why." Ranboo explained.
Tommy nodding, Tubbo then spoke.
"When your done with your little talk, it's 6am. I think we should go to bed." Tubbo said briskly.
They looked out of the window.
"Yeah I guess it is. Good morning guys." Tommy said, getting under the covers.
"Goodnight." Tubbo yawned, going too. Ranboo nodded and went to bed too. They went to bed shortly, falling asleep soundlessly.
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Jack and Nikki just unpacked.
They were really happy that they fit to be together for this
Nikki was happily singing a song, closing her eyes to enjoy it but then as she felt her arms trapped on something. She thought it was jack but when she opened her eyes she saw it was an iron bar.
Her eyes widening. She looked around and she was stuck on a surgical table, her hands trapped in metal bars. She looked more around, she was in a dimmed light room, a wheeled table that was filled with what's seemed like medical tools.
She looked forward scared, seeing a man with other men behind him. He was standing still looking at her with one of those "medical" tools.
"Do you know where you are, Nihachu?" He said.
He's voice was deep, he wore a suit and a tie around his neck. He had short long hair, with curtain bangs. How this guy, a guy? She didn't care at the moment.
"Wha-? N-no, who even are you-"
"I'm your funeral director. I'm yours miss Nihachu. I'm always yours." He said creepily, picking up one of the tools.
"M-my funeral-? What-" Nikki started to panic.
"Let's see.." the man said, looking at the tools. "What should I start with first."
She finally saw what type of tools that was on the table. It was not surgical, it was rusted and not looking like normal ones. Her eyes widened.
"P-please, don't hurt me. I've done nothing wrong! Who even are you!"
"I'm your last love Nihachu, I'm your destined killer. Now, should I go traditional? Or should I do what I want with her body?" He said coming closer to her.
She tried very hard to not cry, he took the weird looking scissor and scrapped it on her arm, all the way up to her neck. He cracked a smile, a wicked and one of the most scariest smiles that Nikki had ever seen. He's eyes widened, smile up to his ears, his eyes slowly twitching as his teeth showed.
He lifted up his hand, "what can I do to you first-?"
"the page, sir. The eye you may use." One of the body guard looking people said aloud.
He turned slowly and distortedly to ome of the guards. He's smile didn't, "your so right. Bring the eye." He called out.
"What eye? I don't even know who you are." Nikki said.
He turned his scary face back at him. "Oh dear. call me Dash." Dash said.
They stared at each other for the pass minute, waiting for what was called "the eye." She wanted to ask questions but she kept breaking their gaze to look at the tools. One of the guards came back, with a box and gave a old and coffee brown page, with a quilled writing.
Dash grabbed the page and shoved it into Nikki's face. Her breath hinched.
"What does the writing say?" He yelled at her.
"I-i dont know!"
"You-? You don't know!? Who's the author? Who's the person who wrote this? WHO IS IT?" he shouted showing her the signature.
He gave it a good look, it was a scribble of a G. She looked back at him.
"How should I know?! Where the hell am I tell me where I am!" She yelled back.
"Your in the world you and your friends made! Your the reason it's happening. This is the prophecy, and no one else can read accept wizards." He said.
"And you think I'm a wizard!? I'm not-"
"SHUT UP!" he shouted.
She shut her mouth, took the an a big round eye out. She started to tremble.
"Let's let the eye decide if your telling the truth."
He shoved it in her face as the eye opened and she heard loud ringing as it shined drastically in her eyes, almost blinding her. She closed her eyes, as she felt cutting going down her back, her clothes ripping off in a straight line as she heard loud whispers and screams in her ear.
Her breaths got heavier, the eye closed falling into the Dash's hand.
He looked at it, and the deep voice of the eye spoke.
"She's not a witch." It said.
Dash looked back up at Nikki not with a smile.
"So you've lied to me?" He said.
"You've said you were a witch. Who are hiding? Are you hiding the author of the prophecy? Is it one of your friends?" He asked, putting the eye in the box.
Her eyes dilated, she felt like her whole life flashed before her but it wasn't the life she was familiar of. She saw things and memories that she'd never seen before, not baby memories but how old she is now. She saw all her friends, growing up but not? She saw things that she'd never thought to see.
She saw the future.
She coughed, "wh-a!" She gasped for air. "I- wha- what prophecy? What- what are we talking about? And why are you cutting my clothes. What are you doing me!" She screamed.
Dash didn't say anything, he took another tool out. It was a needle and a thread, and a scalpel.
"Let's shut her mouth. Rest, please." He said softly as he walked closer.
He grabbed her cheeks, and started to cut her mouth open. Blood streaming down her face as she screamed. He didn't stop, he kept cutting her mouth open with no reaction. Tears streaming down her face as the scalpel cut open her skin easily. He stopped then took the needle and thread, her an intire mouth was now open wide, blood on her teeth. He have a soft smile to her and started to sew her mouth shut.
Her eyes closed as she tried to scream but all she heard was mumble.
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"So Nikki- uh- Nikki?"
Jack saw Nikki, her eyes widened up as her pupils were no where tbe seen.
Her eyes had been rolled back and she was shaking softly but it was visible. He saw tears going down her face, he tapped her shoulders, standing at the back of her.
She jumped, her eyes going back to normal but dilated. Screaming she turned to her sides, no one there, she was panting harshly. she vigorously checked her arms and touching her mouth. As she turned to the back, she screamed when she saw jack and then lunged into his arms, crying.
"jack!" She shouted. "It's okay Nikki. . . What happened? What's wrong?" He asked concerning.
He held her as he fell with her on the floor. "I don't know what I saw.. it was scary, I wa- wa- was- d-dieing. Th-they killed m-me- the eye! Oh the eye! The eye! The eye THE PAGE! THE PROPHECY! " she was ranting. She said under her breath "the eye" and "the page"
Jack held her, shushing her as she cried In his arms. "It's okay. . . It's okay Nikki. I have you." Nikki cried.
"I don't know what I saw, I don't know what I felt. But jack believe me please, I'm not going crazy. I don't know what I saw, I don't know what I fel-'
"You're repeating yourself Nikki. Stop. Calm down. You need water and you need rest. I don't know either on what your on about but whatever you saw, I believe you Nikki." Jack reassures.
Her heart rate was going up and down at every breath. She didn't know what to do and she was scared out of her mind. She didn't know where to who to go to but she just wanted to cry, she didn't know what she saw at all and she try to remember everything, how the tools looked, what dashed looked like and where she was.
She just sat there was jack, she tried calming down, trying to think location. She didn't know what to do yet but she knew she was going to need to talk to someone.
But who?
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Sorry for your late chapter y'all, I've been busy and I got writers block.
I've found motivation and I'm here again, it might take some time again when you get a new chapter but I'm glad this book is turning to a mystery horror!
Time: 19:24 Oct 21th 2023
Word count: 3679