《Haunted Love | Colby Brock x reader✔》Chapter 1
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"Hello everyone. Welcome back to another creepy video." I began to say looking into the camera and rubbing my hands together. "Today I'll be doing something very risky." I began to say but noticed a lump in my throat. I tried swallowing it and went on with what I started to say.
"I'll be doing another 3 am challenge. I'll be going to an abandoned asylum all alone." as I said that I felt chills run down my spine, the hairs on my arms now standing straight.
"I'll be honest with you, I think this might be the stupidest thing I have ever done. And I've done a lot of stupid things in the past." I said and stood up, grabbing the camera as I went to the kitchen.
"I've already got everything packed." I said and opened up the bag, zipping it till the end. "I've got a flashlight, water bottles, snacks, extra flashlight for incase the other one dies and that's about it." I said and packed everything back into the bag.
"I'll see you guys later." I said and closed the camera, putting it into the bag. I pulled out my phone and called an uber to take me to the place, since one of my friends asked to use my car.
I dialed the number and soon someone picked up, organising an uber for myself. I got out the house, making sure to lock the door, and waited outside for my uber.
Soon the uber arrived and I got in the car, greeting her and giving her the address a few blocks away from the asylum. Throughout the whole ride I was silent, listening to the soft music that was playing on the radio. I felt extremely nervous yet excited.
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"So what are you doing here alone at 1:30?" The uber driver asked and I tried figuring out what I should say. "Um... I'm going to... a... friend." I said and nodded satisfied at my answer. "Oh." she said bluntly and focused on the road, a uncomfortable silence settling in the car.
Finally the car came to a complete stop and I got out, with my bag slung over my shoulder. The neighbourhood was completely silent. It was kinda creepy.
I started walking to the asylum and already started to get creeped out. Maybe being here alone wasn't the best idea. If someone else was here it might've been a bit better, I guess.
I stopped in the middle of the road and opened my bag, getting my flashlight out. I closed the bag again and put it on my back, switching on the flashlight and continue to walk.
I saw a almost broken down building, which looked like the asylum on the pictures I saw on the internet. I felt chills running down my spine as I got closer to the building.
Graffiti everywhere. Some saying 'Send help'. Just by the looks of it, it gave me a weird and creepy vibe.
It was a large building, easy to get lost. The one thing that I hope would NEVER happen to me in this kind of scenario.
Getting lost in an asylum where I know people died, and people who haunt the place, and never being able to get out. It's horrifying to even think about.
I got closer to the entrance and stepped in the building. My nerves already building up. I suddenly forgot that I had to film and pulled out my camera.
"Okay guys so I made it to the asylum. It's kinda creepy to be honest. Outside I've already seen graffiti saying 'Send Help'. It's giving me this weird vibe. I can't really explain it but it's not good." I said and looked around, making sure no one was watching me.
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"It feels like someone or something's watching me. I feel a pair of eyes on me. And my chest feels heavy. I think this was a bad idea, but I'm going to continue just for you guys." I added and let out a nervous chuckle.
I continued walking around the building, shining my flashlight where ever I heard a noise or see a movement. This was extremely terrifying.
It was a few minutes later and I felt a bit better. "Nothing has been happening. I haven't heard any sounds. Haven't seen any movements. I think I'm going to be alright." I said to my camera excited, yet still a bit nervous.
Suddenly I heard whispers followed by a thud coming from another room.
"Tell me the camera picked that up." I whispered shouted at the camera and felt scared of what could happen.
I knew this was a bad idea.
But yet again I never listen to myself.
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