#let the player 2 fanfic revolution begin😎😈

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Player 2 fanfic preview!🤫😈👾🕹️

Here's a small snippet from the start of my Player 2 fic to hopefully tide yall over until the full fic is complete, I think the entire work is gonna end up being a looonnnggg one 😋😌😚🤘Tagging those who requested to be notified as well as some peeps who I think may find this interesting🥰🤪🤗🤭 @xenoanamorph @hauntedfoodie @halloweentown-horrors @garlic-the-gnome @babesway22 @jessicafangirl @candiecoloredclown @thatspookyghoul996 @bloodyrib @dominionatrix @angeljeonjkk @clowncafeb @lunahazarrived @itslilithe sorry if I missed anyone ily 💚🤘

Darkness enshrouded the long hallway you had found yourself in. Trying to move as quickly yet as quietly as you possibly could, you continued to trudge through the maze of the old building you had gotten lost in, not quite familiar with its layout (and honestly not quite sure which floor you were even on at that point). Your heart thumped in your ears, so loud it nearly tricked you into thinking that you heard footsteps behind you. You weren't certain about many things in that moment, but you were aware of two facts- you knew you weren't alone in this building, and you also knew that you didn't want to end up crossing paths with the other being that was currently roaming the halls- all the while with his sights set on finding you. Wanting a moment to calm your breathing, you internally screamed praises to whatever deity was currently watching your scenario play out when you stumbled upon a secluded supply closet at the end of the seemingly never-ending hallway. Clasping the doorknob with shaking and sweating hands, you shuffled your way into the closet and shut the door behind you as quietly as possible. You realized that it was probably not the best idea to remain idle in one spot for too long, as the masked man was bound to make his way around this section of the building at some point in this game of cat and mouse, but if you didn't stop for a minute to catch your breath, you knew your laboured breathing would give away your location instantly. Staring into the darkened abyss of the supply closet’s small square footage around you, you hugged your arms around yourself in a tight hug, trying your best to offer your body some kind of comfort amidst this terrifying dilemma you had found yourself in- you knew you had to do whatever you could to keep your wits about you. Looking around the claustrophobic space, you decided you could either stay here and try to blockade yourself inside the room, or you could bolt now and keep moving; either option would involve the heavy risk of the man finding you and you'd rather have the option to run without being totally cornered, so you begrudgingly opted for the second option. The short lived safety of the closet was merely a mirage- you could only imagine what could happen to you if you were trapped in here with this maniacal killer. 🕹️😈