Y/N P.O.V (1st Person)

I hum a bit as I finish putting on the last bits of my Halloween costume. I'm dressed as H/C/C, and damn I look great dressed as that.

I know I'm going into a creepy ass Mansion on a hill where Sam went missing, but it's Halloween and I need to go in with STYLE!

Yes, I'm very dramatic. And I'm proud of that. Deal with it, those reading.

And yes, I break the forth wall sometimes. Screw you all.

A/N: Ay! Back on track!

Right, right...

I sigh and grab my backpack, quickly glancing into it and seeing the snacks, water, and clothes I have. I even have several bags worth of Halloween candy like the boss I am.

I have enough supplies to last me a month if I didn't conserve my food. I'll be fine.

I smirk and put on my bag, grabbing my cell phone and keys as I head to my front door.

I may not be coming back home, but I still want the door locked. I don't have anything I really would give my life for here, so I don't care.

I shrug and open my front door, closing and locking the door behind me as I step out.

I briskly walk past hordes of trick-or-treaters as I head down. I don't live too far from the mansion, about a 10 minute walk from my house, but I still want to get there quickly and I can't drive since I don't own a car.

I can barely afford to rent my apartment, and I can't afford any decent car. Any cars I can afford, will break down within a month and would be a waste of money.

I frown as I remember how poor I am because being a waitress at Wendy's doesn't pay much.

Fucking capitalist society...

I grumble as I keep walking.

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(Timeskip because no ten minutes of internal dialogue you FOOLS!)

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I stand on the creaky and worn porch, staring at the slightly damaged door. I know if I do pry it open, if it closes behind me I won't be able to leave for awhile.

I sigh and shrug. Fuck it. This shit will be fine. As long as Sam is okay, it's fucking worth it.

I manage to shove my body against the door, creaking it open a gap and sliding through it like a fucking worm. I smile after stumbling through, being pleasantly surprised at how clean the entire mansion interior is right here.

I glance around as I straighten my posture, humming a bit. My black sneakers squeak a bit on the ground as I walk in a pretty small circle to get a quick baring of my surroundings.

It's gray and we'll made, and then I look up and see a quite frankly adorable looking ghost child, floating from a bit below the ceiling. She has no legs, and almost seems to be wearing a simple light blue dress that's tattered at the end. She has pale blue skin that's near white, long dark-ish gray-blue hair, and a cute little face with shiny black circular eyes that seem friendly, but seem to be hiding more malicious intentions...

That kids, is called foreshadowing.

She quickly clears her throat and crosses her arms behind her back, smiling at me in a faintly smug way.

"Hello! I am Spooky."

I nod at her in greeting.

"I'm Y/N."

She nods a bit.

"Nice name, I guess. But, can you, humble Y/N, make it through a thousand rooms? Can you find what lies at the end? Or is there even an end? Cuz I don't really know."

She shrugs.

"Anyways... go. Just go."

She quickly floats back up through the ceiling, but after a moment floats back down.

"Oh, and nice Halloween costume. Bye."

And again, she leaves by floating through the ceiling.

I blink a bit.

"Uh... thank you."

I shrug and head up the stairs to the door and open it, stepping through into a hallway. The walks and floor are stone bricks, and the room is slightly cold. I shrug, unfazed, and keep moving forward, quickly going through each room.

Though I few rooms in, I flinch and stumble back a bit when a cardboard cutout of a ghost pops out of the wall with a loud, but cute, sound effect.

I quickly regain my composure and look at the cutout. It's simple and has a pretty cute design to be honest. It's smiling and I gently tap if, but shrug and keep going through each room.

Okay, people talk about how freaky the mansion is, but it doesn't seem too bad. In fact, it's charming in a freaky way...

Oh, I already know this is going to backfire and make me suffer through many nightmares, ha...

I pause when another couple of rooms later I see a note attached to one of the cutouts when it popped out. I gently take the note and read it.

'At first this place just seemed cute,

but I've been here for days now...

I'm feeling quite parched now, and

I keep getting this feeling like I am

being watched by something.

This is not romantic at all...'

Uh... I think I'm at room 23 man. Have you been moving through the rooms at a snails pace? Did you not bring any water at all?

Did you run a freaking marathon with no water before coming here? HOW THE HELL ARE YOU THIRSTY!?

I shove the note in my backpack. Maybe I'll find more? Who knows.

I keep passing through all the rooms with ease, slowing growing unfazed as every few rooms a cardboard cutout pops out of the walls in an attempt to startle me.

I think I'll just call them all Millie, even though they all have different designs. All pretty cute though.

Another dozen rooms later, I see another note. Same handwriting as the one from before too, so much be the same guy.

'I know something is following me.

But I feel like I am prancing through

the same rooms over and over..

Hopefully leaving notes as breadcrumbs

will prove I am making progress and

reaching some destination.

I just hope I don't run out of ink.

I am dreadfully thirsty...'

Huh... looping rooms... suspicious...

I shrug, but feel a prick of dread in the back of my mind. I quickly shake it off and press on. Soon arriving to a room that's large and open, with a mysterious green puddle in the middle of the room, in front of a table.

Well, that's not ominous at all...

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A/N: Yay. I used to be in this Fandom when I was younger, but got dragged back into the Fandom recently. :]

Hope yall enjoy my quite frankly bad writing, and enjoy the chaos about to ensue. :D

See yall around! We about to meet Specimen 2 next chapter... woo woo! He's a favorite Specimen of mine. He's just a goofball. :3

Y/N: Your Name

H/C/C: Halloween Costume Character

A/N: Author Note