Trick And Kill~~Jeff The Killer X Reader X Eyeless Jack

Chapter 56 Enfants Sacrificielles

~Remember, darkness does not always equate to evil, just as light does not always bring good.~

― P.C. Cast

  As the darkness of the never-ending darkness that spreads under you comes closer and closer with every passing second, you allow your bloodcurdling scream to penetrate it, a scream full of horror and sadness, since your final hour is upon you. You were going to die right here, right there, vanishing deep inside the darkness, chased by some serial killers that had managed to turn your whole life upside down in just a few hours. You weren't the one you believed you were, but you also did not know who you were in general. Everything was hazy and blurred inside your mind, which was pounding hard inside your skull, unable to take in the sudden information and making you react by running away. You had simply run away from the lies and the confusing stuff, only to be lead to the place where calamity would fall upon you. It wasn't their fault; it was entirely your fault that you failed to detect the cliff right in front of you, but as you where now falling, your brain allowed you to have your life flash right in front of your eyes, as a final parting gift that nature granted you with.

  But it was far different from what you would have expected.

  You saw your mother smiling brightly at you, her bright eyes warming up with the very same flame that burned inside yours and Cady's heart and the smile that your father always said you had taken from her. You saw your father, his loud laughter echoing inside your ears loudly, making a faint smile creep its way on your lips in the memory of the cheerful man. You saw Cady running inside your open arms and giving you a tight hug and lots of kisses on the cheeks, her petite face burying itself on your hair playfully, as the memory of the small girl falling asleep on your arms overwhelmed you. What saddened you though, was that Helen was nowhere inside those memories. Where they right?

  Then the memories changed and you saw something a lot different dancing right in front of your eyes in split seconds and fractions, as the memories you were seeing where not, somehow, complete. A small young girl with long curly brown hair and green eyes, the faceless man, a girl with a clock on her left eye, a raven-haired girl with a white mask, the goggled man, an elf, the hooded man and his friend with the white mask, a monochrome clown, a red dog and......Jeff and Jack in their monstrous forms, smiling affectionately to you. You didn't have those memories inside your mind, you didn't remember them at all, but here they are now, flashing before your very own eyes and making an excruciating pain of longing shot up inside your chest, as the tears finally find their way towards the cold night air that is gashing around you with power. If you hadn't seen them before, then why are they dancing before your very eyes? Why in your final hours the image of you –another you- kissing Jeff/Jack is here to stay in your mind before you finally die? Why are you crying? Why are you so sad?

 Why can't you remember him?

Why?

  Gently, as you gaze upon the darkness, you feel three soft ropes touching your wrists and stomach and before you even know it, they wrap tightly around them, stopping your endless fall and starting to pull you upwards. Your eyes open wide with surprise and you let out a small gasp and gazing upwards, you see that these aren't ropes at all; they are tentacles. Long and black tentacles that are wrapped around you, keeping you safe from the dangers that are lurking around. Surprise and fear penetrates you, but as you are being ejected upwards within a split second, the next thing you see is the empty face of the tall man that you had seen a few days before. He is holding you tightly with three of his eight tentacles that continue to wave faintly behind his back and he didn't only save you, but has brought you back on the edge of the cliff. He says nothing as you gaze upon his tall figure, this time feeling no static penetrating your mind, but instead a strong feeling of relief and the urge to hug this man washing over inside of you. He gives you time to take in the sudden information as he places you down in the ground before he finally speaks, a voice that definitely sounds to be coming beyond the grave.