𝑽𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂 [M.Kaiser x reader]

• Chapter 28 •

"There's no fixing this, Y/n! Nobody's going to love a boy who has nothing to offer!"
-Alexis Ness

*(Warning: Death, blood, dead bodies, suicidal tendencies. I can't really mark cause it's majority of the chapter but please read at your own risk!)*

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Y/n took a deep breath, forcing herself to walk away from the wall that had separated her from Michael. The darkness around her was suffocating, but she pushed forward using the dim outlines of objects in the distance as her guide.

Every step felt heavier than the last and the further she walked, the more unnerving the space became. It seemed to stretch on endlessly, far longer than any stage she had ever seen.

"Is under this stage really that big?" she muttered to herself, her voice barely above a whisper. Her heart pounded in her chest, each beat louder than the last as the eerie silence pressed in on her.

After what felt like an eternity, a sliver of hope appeared. A faint crack of light ahead. It was a door, slightly ajar and the sight of it sent a rush of adrenaline through her veins. She began to run toward it, desperate to escape the oppressive darkness.

Just as she picked up speed, her foot hit something solid. Y/n froze her breath catching in her throat. She looked down, her eyes widening in horror as she saw what she had stepped on a headless corpse, its body twisted and lifeless.

The scream that escaped her was short and stifled as she slapped her hand over her mouth, trying to stifle the terror rising within her.

The corpses from the show were down here too. Figures since the whole stage opened up. There weren't supposed to be this many, though. She looked around frantically, her eyes adjusting to the grim scene surrounding her.

The room was filled with bodies, scattered and piled up in grotesque positions. She hadn't noticed them before, but now their presence was overwhelmingly suffocating.

It reminded her of the basement back at home, of the secrets she had uncovered of the horror she had tried so hard to forget. Y/n slapped herself hard on the head trying to shake the memories loose. "Don't think about that right now," she whispered fiercely to herself. "You've managed to pretend you never saw that. Don't drive yourself mad again."

With shaky breaths, Y/n forced herself to focus on the door. Her hand reached out, trembling until she found the handle and twisted it open. The door creaked as it swung inward, revealing a communal bathroom. The sight was strange and unsettling.

"A bathroom... under the stage?" she whispered, puzzled. The thought made no sense, but nothing about this place did.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she spotted a familiar figure at the end of the bathroom. Ness was leaning against the wall near the sink, a blade in his hand with its tip dangerously close to his neck. His face was streaked with tears, his expression one of utter confusion.