The static gave him the cue of being at the 20eth room, and he saw a note lying on the ground.
'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...'
His eyes widened as his shoved the note into his pocket, thinking of the small conversation the Elder had managed out of him.
/"Indeed- my niece came here a few weeks ago, something about a 'Romantic escape''"
"... Romantic Escape?"
"... This town is full of the worse type of man, and Quincee never once fit in, you know how it is, diamond in the rough and all that,"
"... Yeah. yeah I get that,"/
The felt the note in his pocket, before letting out a low sigh, why did he agree to find a lost girl again?
"Quincee, you're gonna be the death of mE-"
A cardboard cutout of a slime monster flew out of the wall in front of him, he skidded back a few centimeters and gasped loudly.
"What the- O- oh..."
He shook his head, brushing past it and making his way through the next door.
Room 50.
The static sat at the door, whispering the words about his past that he hated, he tried to yank the purple cross off the table, but it refused to budge, just sending a small jolt of clarity up his spin. The static vanished at that, and he grabbed the newest note.
'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'
He shoved that note into his pocket, pushing a button on the wall that informed him that it would lead down. Which it did, giving him access to room fifty one.
He spotted a new note on the ground, picking it up, reading it, and shoving it into his pocket as well.
'Ink...
Not quite quenching my thirst.
Taste is terrible, stains are terrible.
I don't think drinking it was a very romantic idea.'
"... She drank ink... huh,"
He strolled onto the next room, hoping that he hopefully wouldn't have to drink something that isn't edible as well.
YOU ARE READING
Spookys house of jumpscares
Adventurewhoo the player doesn't have a specific name so he'll be refered to as 'him' 'player' '14' 'human'
