holyleaf

“Get this perpetual laughing out of my head!” You screamed in your sleep, your whole body shooting high into the air before coming back down again aggressively, Batman listened in silence, his eyes watering under his mask, making the eye sockets foggy. “(Y/N), can you hear me? It’s me, Bruce, you’ve got to wake up honey. Joker is gone, he’s not laughing, you’ve got to stop listening the voices,” Batman tried to soothe you down without even knowing if you could hear him, let alone be comforted by his words, all he could hear from the other side was your steady but shallow breathing. “Bruce?

You slowly turned the camera around towards you and flipped to the camera right outside of your office. He was there, watching, waiting for you to slip up. But you had been here over a week, and you were a master at how to keep him at bay. Your boss, who you never actually have ever talked to in person, only in recorded tapes he had made that day for you to listen to that night, had warned you that the first 5 nights (since you only worked on the weekdays) were the hardest and more dangerous as you worked your way around the office to learn the different methods of protection your company provided you. But if you did survive, the rest of your

Hey little sister where are you going so pale Why does my head hurt so much? Where's the beach? You thought as you awoke to the piercing white light of a hospital room, you noticed you were in a bed, and there was a curtain to your left, you must be sharing a room with someone else. But who? You asked yourself, getting up, and even though you could, your head still hurt like a 1,000 hammers were constantly pounding on it, and you sat on your bed for a few minutes to gain strength before getting up. You walked slowly over to the left and you peered up to see Phil looking at you with concerned eyes. She finally woke up, thank God, I thought I

"Are you okay?" You asked, looking down at what appeared to be a sad-looking ghost with black headphones on, laying on the ground with nothing particularly interesting going on. "Are you okay? Is anything ever okay in this world?" He replied. "Where did you come from stranger?" You told him you came from the surface world and fell down here after falling down a giant mountain. "What's your name? Mine's (Y/N)," You asked. "I'm Napstablook. I would say nice to meet you but nothing is nice about this situation since I'm here," Napstablook replied, looking up at you with a sad gaze. "Nonsense, you just look like you need some cheering up is all,"

“Get this perpetual laughing out of my head!” You screamed in your sleep, your whole body shooting high into the air before coming back down again aggressively, Batman listened in silence, his eyes watering under his mask, making the eye sockets foggy. “(Y/N), can you hear me? It’s me, Bruce, you’ve got to wake up honey. Joker is gone, he’s not laughing, you’ve got to stop listening the voices,” Batman tried to soothe you down without even knowing if you could hear him, let alone be comforted by his words, all he could hear from the other side was your steady but shallow breathing. “Bruce?