Bruce's POV.
I kept talking to Vance everyday from the vent, the first day he was in there he wasn't talkative. The rest of the days he was quiet. I started to smell a weird oder from the vent, but it wasn't too strong. I kept on talking to him, no answer.
"Vance..?" I asked, I didn't expect an answer. Which is what I got. I looked into the vent to see if I could see anything..
My eyes widen in horror.
There was frozen blood in the fridge next to Vances dead body. This whole time he was dead. I felt like throwing up and crying. It had been four days, talking to Vances dead body. I never knew he was dead. No, not at all did I ever notice.
I sat down on the mattress as I sobbed. I heard the door clunk open, the fat greasy hag walking into the basement with his hand behind his back. I started yelling and screaming at him about killing Vance.
Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on my face and neck. He slashed his knife against it.
Everything went black when he had stabbed me.
Everything started to become clear again, but different. I wasn't in pain or anything. I looked around, spotting my dead body on the ground.
Oh my god.
I'm dead. The hag killed me.
"Hey Bruce." I heard..Vances voice say.
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\\Reunited once again// Brance
HorrorBruce Yamada has noticed that his friend and crush, Vance Hopper, has been going to his baseball games lately. The thought of Vance being there for him at the games brought butterflies to Bruces stomach. That feeling soon changed when he got embarre...
