𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐄 "𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄" 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑

*She was currently checking on Richie's arms for any slash wounds, Carrie had dealt with this before. Thank god, no slashes or any wounds at least. She looked at him through her glasses, a huff of relief came from her lips.*

I'm going to take a guess that you fell asleep during class?

📲: You're welcome!

📲: Okay, chill it out there Romeo

Richie, thank God. Are you okay?!

Oh, Jesus Christ no. RICHIE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WAKE UP!

after unlocking the room and freeing the blonde date Jerry had over. Carrie's hairs were standing on end, just hearing Jerry's footsteps on the first floor were making her skin crawl like spiders skittering across her arms. Just stay quiet, whatever you do. Stay fucking quiet.*

the room. Carrie closed the door softly, and gingerly before she sat down on the floor. Internally, she was scared out of her mind, her anxiety was in cloud ninety-five. This entire situation just went from bad, to the worst that she could be in. Right now, she's gonna lay low and not utter a peep-

*Carrie's eyes widen when she heard Jerry parking his truck and coming inside the house. Silently, and quickly she went to the last door to the left, unlocking the door with a hair pin she had in her back pocket. Her eyes behind her glasses looked towards the right unlocked room, and snuck inside-

wasn't hard to find her now. However the question is, which door was it. Something within the back of her head was telling her that she needs to get her out, and just get the fuck out of the house as soon as possible before he comes back. Because if he does, she's fucked.*

Which room are you in?..

small flashlight from her left pocket. Her eyes behind her glasses saw the carved in notch and pushed, it was hard to get open at first. Fuck, it felt like it weighed a ton but she used all of her strength to get it open. Once she got the wall opened, her eyes widen as she saw the secret room, it-

*She gave a small nod before wasting no time running towards the stairs of the house. That was all Carrie needed as she sped up to the second floor, her eyes behind her glasses quickly glanced around before spotting the closet that was close to her. She closed the door behind her, and pulled out a-

Thought to go as the girl most people thought I look like, this year. Happy Halloween!

📲: Yes I've seen both of them, and I'm a Skywalker gal. Though I like AoT just a bit more

📲: Hope that helps!

Thank God that my cousin Darcy, doesn't have to deal with any of this..

fucking trap door on the ceiling to put them all in, probably for storage. Her eyes were glancing around before she called out, she wanted the woman to know that she was in the place and plans on helping her.*

Can you hear me?

Are you okay?!

*Her tone was soft, internally she was freaked out of her mind. Carrie's nerves were going through the fucking roof, here she was next door to someone that was a vampire that modified his house to be more like a mausoleum with caverns and antechambers out the wazoo. Even putting a-

like she just entered the underbelly of the beast, Carrie heard the muffled crying from the trapdoor on the ceiling. Dear God, this guy's way worse than she thought. She called out, her eyes behind her round framed glasses locked on the trap door. Poor woman must be scared shitless, she'd be too.*

*Jesus Christ, what type of place was this. No furniture or decorations, just a lamp and a TV along with a single chair at the front of the so-called living room. This entire house looked more like mausoleum with all the dirt filled holes and little caverns. Hell being inside of the place felt more-

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Wait, is the doll green?

Do you need some pain pills?

*Her eyes widened behind her glasses before she quickly gave a kick to the doll, sending it flying and kept running. Carrie's adrenaline coursed through her body. She felt her heart going faster than normal while speeding away from the two dolls, she needed to get the fuck out of here. Now..*

*Carrie's just going to turn around and run, she's wasting no time hauling her ass out of there. She already has been dealing with psychotic dream killers, and vampires. She doesn't need to deal with an eldritch horror level threat, that's in form of a fucking doll. She's having none of this.*

Nope

out of the depths of hell and back, us spawn of the black and white!

rp/parody acct for wiggly, lord in black from starkid's hatchetfield musical series. will contain horror themes and writings. admin is 21+.

*She smiled softly at him while she was taking her books back, one by one. Carrie had a feeling that she forgot something while she was at school, before she made her way home to finish her studying. She looked at him through her glasses.*

Thank you, really. I'm glad you brought them back home.

❝ . . . 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌. ❞

scream, she remembered that the scream came from down here in the basement. Her soft, dark brown eyes were glancing around the dark room behind her glasses.*

and taking the key out from the keyhole, last thing that Carrie needed was to leave any trace of her sneaking inside of the house. Carefully, she placed the key back in her pocket and closed the door. So far, nothing looked suspicious before creeping down the basement steps. Her mind replaying the-

got back up, then glanced around her left and right before creeping towards the back door. Carrie slowly placed the key into the lock, turned it counterclockwise and opened the door. The fuck was she doing, this was a really bad idea. She glanced around the newly opened basement before sneaking in-