(I got a question at the end if you'd kindly read it you beautiful reader <3)

I ran and ran as fast as I could into the dark tunnel. At the end were lights flashing red and blue. The lights were blinding when I walked out. Outside standing was everyone, including Jonathan. I felt my heart sink a little that he was able to escape, but not Ohm. It felt like I ran a mile, I started walking over to the guys who were talking to the officers and paramedics. My back was moist from sweating.. and blood. I couldn't take another step forward without fainting.

"(Y/N)!" Everyone called out to me, but I couldn't hear them.

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Please, leave me here.. I want to see my family.

I died right in front of him.

I'll never abandon you, (Y/N)..

He stayed with me, until my last breath.

Give her and her family back! I'll come back with you and I won't let anyone escape, ever again.

He sacrificed himself. Now he's nothing but a memory, a dream.

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Ohm? Where am I..?! I'm scared!

Who are you..? How did you get here?! You are a mortal!

Ohm! It's (Y/N)!

How does a vial human like you know who I am?

Of course.. you don't remember me... because I have your memories.

So that's how you got here. You.. you were the last person I saw before I was taken here. That's why you're here.. and alive.

What is this place.. where are we?!

Deep, deep inside the entity. Where I now live.

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"OHM!" I jolted up and found myself in a hospital bed. An IV tube was in my arm, the heart monitor beating like crazy after my surreal nightmare. I looked around to see that it was just me in here. My heart sinked even more, I had hoped to see the guys or at least one of them next to me. Especially Ohm.

I looked back down at my lifeless arms starting to regain its youthful color back. Then the door creaks open, revealing a dirty blonde male with blue eyes. He wore a white coat like any doctor. I remember him, it was Doctor Kjelberg. "(Y/N)!" He exclaimed when he saw me. "You feeling better?" The Swedish man pulled up a chair and sat next to me with a clipboard.

I nodded in reply to his question. "Where are my friends..?"

"It's eleven at night (Y/N). Your friends went home. Well, three of them did, one stayed." Doctor said, making me slightly relieved someone's still here. "Anyways, we stitched up all the cuts on your back. But you did lose a lot of blood."

My (E/C) eyes widened questioning how I'm still alive. "T-then how am I alive..?"

"Your friend that stayed, Jonathan, he had the same blood type we were looking for and he willingly donated almost three pints of his blood." He said making me slightly worried.

"Is he fine?!"

"Of course, he's in the next room resting. I think he's actually awake. I'll be right back!" Doctor Kjelberg left, leaving me with my dark thoughts again.

Doctor Kjelberg knows about Cry. Maybe I could find out more about him.

"Right in here!" The door swung open revealing a giddy human Jonathan.

"(Y/N)!!" Jonathan squealed and wrapped his arms around me tightly. It was heart warming to finally see my best friend in this form again.

"Alright, alright," Doctor Kjelberg chuckled ruining Jonathan's moment. "Well we tried contacting your parents and they didn't answer. Are they on a trip or something?"

"Umm.." I was confused, my parents are here now, aren't they? "I don't think they are, did you try my sister?"

"No answer either." He replied and I began to worry more. "We just need someone who we know can trust discharging you out the hospital with."

"I can do it!" Jon answered.

Doctor Kjelberg laughed. "You must love your friends. I remember you came here with another friend who was injured as well."

"Ryan?" Jon answered with that name. Oh that name that made me want to just break down and cry.

"Yes him! How is he?" Doctor asked.

Jon's smile immediately vanished. "H-he's.." Jon was stammering.

"He's on a trip right now, he'll come back!" I continued Jon's sentence for him. My voice was shaky saying that last part. Because I know he won't come back.

"That's great! Well I'll go get the discharge papers, be right back." Doctor Kjelberg got up. Right as he was about to open the door, I remember I had questions for him.

"Wait!" Doctor stopped turning the door knob. I felt sick to my stomach just thinking about Cry. "C-can I ask you something about your other.. patients?" I asked receiving a weird look from Jon.

Doctor Kjelberg was stammering. "I'm uhh not suppose to reveal that kind of information-"

"Tell me about Cry!" I demanded. He stood there frozen at the question.

The room was silent, all that was heard was my heart monitor beginning to race again. Doctor Kjelberg then cleared his throat. "How do you know him?"

That's when my part of my memories flooded back, the horrible and only memories of my own. "He was the one who made the cuts on my back."

He came back to examine the now stitched up cuts. "I see." He said with no emotion. "I'm sorry he did that to you.."

"Why should you be sorry?" I asked confused.

"I'm the reason why he's alive, why he's out there." He said sitting back down. "Cry wasn't always like that. He was just another anti social little teenager. Shy, timid, but once you got to know him, he was always a joy to be around. His laugh was one of the many I loved about him."

"Loved..?" Jon asked awkwardly.

Doctor Kjelberg now had a tint of pink flushed on his face. "Yes- um. I had an affair with my late wife.. with him. My wife, Marzia, is gone now.. because of him." He said looking like he was on the verge of crying.

"D-Doctor Kjelberg.. you don't need to finish." I stopped him seeing him wipe his blue eyes. "But may I see his record? Please?" I begged him, maybe he knew something about the entity and the killers while he was in therapy.

Time skip

Jon and I arrived back to his place. During the car ride, I thought I could talk to Jon about how he's still here, how he escaped. But I just didn't feel like it..

Doctor Kjelberg gave us a box filled with Cry's records. It contained his appointments, some tape recordings, even a journal. "Christ.. how insane was this guy?" Jon said looking through the box. I shrugged it off and continued to look through this journal. It was honestly the most disturbing very disturbing. Drips of blood were stained on the paper sometimes. I turned every rotten pages until I turned to an entry that made me want to gag. "AHH!" I threw the journal away from me, an ear was stapled inside a page, captioning 'Marzia.'

Jon got startled and picked up the journal, unfortunately for him I threw it in a position where the journal didn't lose that disgusting entry. Jon made gagging noises and quickly turned the page. "Here.. should be safe now." He said giving me the book back as if it was a infected with ebola. The next page contained numbers of people. Mark Edward Fischbach, Sean Mcloughlin, and Ken Morrison. I knew one of the three names listed only because they were my teacher. Wonder who the others must be? "Jon," I called him over. "Mr. Fischbach's name is in here." He looked at me as if I was crazy until he read the entry.

"Wanna prank call him?" Jon asked like a little kid. I slapped him arm playfully as he started laughing.

"Let's try calling the numbers later. I need to know more about the entity." I said turning the page. We flipped through many pages until the pages started turning black. The last few pages were finally what we were trying to find, the entity.

(You can find this on the Dead By Daylight wiki)

The Entity is a nameless evil that lives in the space between our world and our imagination, the kind of place only revealed in dreams. To eat, the Entity reaches out into the hearts of susceptible victims and corrupts them into performing hideous acts because the only way for it to manifest itself in the real world is through an act of extreme violence ending in death. Its eventual goal is to consume the world, and each sacrifice plays a part in that growth.

With each passing death a little of the survivor's soul is lost. Eventually as all hope evaporates, the survivor becomes less and less useful to the Entity, slowly devolving into a cold and emotionless shell. These lost survivors, whose hope has long since left them, eventually become what they once feared so much: the very killers that hunted them.

The entry sent chills down my body, making my hairs on my skin stand. We turned the page onto and stumbled upon not an entry but more like scribblings.. in blood.

I'll kill for you. Each and every single one of them. That way, you'll know who you need the most when you and I are the only people alive on this godforsaken planet.

Jon and I had enough of the rotting journal so we slammed it shut. "Wow he had problems." Jon said.

I chuckled lightly. "Yea he did." I started yawning.

"We'll continue this tomorrow, I think we should call it a night." Jon patted my tired self giving me a reassuring smile. We walked back up to his room where I had suddenly felt sad. "What's wrong?" Jon said looking at me when I stopped.

"I've never seen you cry before Jon.." He looked at me confused. I shook my head trying to get the image out my head.

"Forget it. I'm happy you're fine." He tugged my arm and pulled me to bed. "Evan's at his house tonight so you can sleep here. Don't worry, I got you!" He said pulling the covers over him. He patted the empty space next to him making me laugh a bit. I got under the covers and finally calmed myself down. "Goodnight (Y/N)." Jon said before I fell deep into my slumber.

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Not this place again.. I don't want to be here anymore!

You.. again. Why?

Ohm! You have to come back!

I rather kiss the devil's feet than come back with you.

But Ohm.. I miss you.

You miss.. a killer? Preposterous!

You're right.. I miss Ryan.

Ryan.. who was he human?

He was my love, he was you.

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Meh, sorry for the information cramming in this chapter. I'll add more exciting stuff next time. Hope you guys had a great Thanksgiving weekend btw!

Anyways I kinda was thinking of giving myself a break from writing sanity questioning books xD I'll still continue this book don't worry! But I feel like writing fluff or something similar. Something where it's not a fantasy, everyone is human. I have some books in my about section that I plan to write on in the future, it'd be really helpful if you could help me pick one for right now:
• Vanoss x Reader
• H2O Delirious x Reader
• Vanoss x Reader x H2O Delirious
• Vanoss Crew x Reader
• Minicat

Peace out everybody! Goodbye~