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At The End Of The Pier (A TSS OneShot)

Fandom: Sanders Sides. (FNAF??? where did that come from?)

Characters: Roman Prince, Logan Rogers, V̶̛̘̮̈́͆̑̂̚ȋ̴̺̂̚r̶̟͚̎̀̈́͒̿͗̾̒̎̿̈́̓͘g̶͙̞̰̉̓̊̈́͛̿̌̄̂̚i̴̢̲̝͕̫̫̟̮̺̳͆̕l̸̪͇̰̱̬͕̈̃͜͝ Janus(mentioned), Remus(mentioned).

Location: Abandoned Fair on a pier.

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Roman P.O.V

“Roman, I assure you, this is not a good idea. We could quite possibly get arrested,” said my best friend, and most trusted companion, Logan.

“And I assure you that the pier is not off limits to the public anymore,” I said as I jump over the yellow police tape and onto the creaky wooden flooring of the once heavily crowded site “besides the accident happened years ago. There is absolutely no reason to worry.”

“That is unless,” I gave pause for dramatic effect, “ your scared?”

“I am not scared,” he retaliated with a slight voice crack, “I merely think that this is a safety hazard.”

“Aww. The nerdy wolverine’s scared,” I teased, proud of my marvel themed nickname.

“No!” he shouted, “Look at that Ferris wheel! You can see it falling apart, even though you can’t see anything, it’s that dark. Who even gave you the idea to come here during the night time?! I don’t care if Janus asked you to survey the area for their crime conspiracy video! I refuse to risk losing my life just so that you can go on your little stupid adventures!”

“Not my fault I love having some fun in my life. By the way, is that the candle from Encanto? Cause it definitely looks like it,” I said distractedly, letting my disney-loving-latino-self out.

“I- Whatareyou- What are you talking about? Wha- What candle? I- Oh,” my tie adorned friend exclaimed, as he finally catches sight of the subject of our discussion. “Why is that stack of books on fire?” nevermind, “Why is it on top of that carousel? Who- How did it even get up there? Who kept it up there” my clearly (not) very smart friend interrogated, he looks kinda concerned... Wait, did he say on-top of the carousel?

“I agree it is very weird. anditverywellisacandle.”

“What?” The NerdTM asks.

“What?” I replied.

He pointedly glared.

“Look I’m not the one wearing glasses.”

The blue clad teen sighed. “Whatever..” he looked back towards the burning candle- books? I turned to look at it.

Candle, yeah it’s the Encanto candle. It looks a bit different tho... (the flame around it looks colorful) the designs look like they’re from a fantasy world... (the butterflies are still there.. but ... just different) are those dragons...? (they’re moving, but the candle isn’t melting. Why isn’t it melting?) it just looks... (I’m sad) so... so...(Why am I sad?) beautiful... (The feelings isdetached. Foreign.)

We had both stared at it’s strangely mystifying flames for, who knows how long? I don’t.

Suddenly, we heard something, hushed and fast whispers. It was sweet, eerie and unsettling, but sweet. Calm and steady, but a constant volume kind.

It gave me a creepy excited feeling, a bad anticipation of sorts. The kind of feeling you get when your about to act in a play, but then you start thinking about how everything could possibly go wrong. Nervousness, i guess? I don’t normally get this feeling, but- Hey, you experience something new everyday. Am I right or am I right?

Anyway, being the ever curious science students we were, we both simultaneously had the idea to investigate and with unspoken agreement we started to walk towards it.

It was coming from the arcade at the endof the pier- seriously?!? Who designed this?!?I like this place ‘cause it reminds me of that venuenear the end of ‘Ms. Peregrine's home for peculiar children’ butthis is absurd!!!

“I want the number of whoever gave the amazing idea of keeping electronic gadgets right above deep water,” I looked at him confused, “What? I just wanna talk with them,” he continued, voice dripping with sarcasm.

“I think you’ve been spending too much time with Dee and my brother,” I replied, honestly quite a bit concerned about that fact.

He shrugged, not normal The NerdTM behavior (but I am glad that he’s adapting).

The voice we were following got louder as we approached. Although, now it doesn’t sound like a voice, but rather multiple voices, overlapping each other.I couldn’t make out what they were saying. It was unsettling. And the closer we got, the voices seemed to come together to form one voice, one by one. The worst part was, we couldn’t stop ourselves from moving, I’m not sure if it was from curiosity or... if it was some supernatural force.

As soon as we stepped in the arcade, we finally snapped out of our trance and looked around. We saw something was off.

Like, really off.

The walls , arcade cabinets and literally, just, everything was covered in a black slimy goo.

The nervous fear was back. This time in full force.

Everything in me was yelling- screaming at me to run, run and never look back. I turned back to get away from all the crazy. But the door was closed and locked the moment we step in.

I couldn’t breathe properly, couldn’t focus. Hyperventilation, I think I heard Logan say once.

And... Logan... Logan just froze. He looked at me, terror evident in his eyes. It only scared me further, seeing him so scared...

The voice became more clearer. Completely warped, sure. But more intelligible.

It was repeating the same thing over and over again.

M̶̗̗̰̞̭̼͔͇̯̘͇͖͔̦͇̲̀̊͊́͂̀̊̔͒̀͆͐̀̀̚ͅǒ̴̭͓̜̞̱͇̣̈̔͊̑̀͛͛̃͋̓͌̓̈́̚͠͝n̷̩̝̲̋ş̴̧̧̡̛͉͙͇̻̗̗̭̲̼͓̫̭͊̒̓͋̓̉́̿̕͝t̸̡̡̝̟͈̜̺̱̣̪͔̼̖̮͇̮͗̑̇̉̍̏̓̂̒͑̒̒̾͂͌͘͝͝ͅḛ̶̛͓̩͕̤̲̓̍͊̆̿̋̉̎̚͝ȓ̸̦̳̺̥̈́̀͒͛̀͑̄̊͝͠

Then I blacked out.

To hell with Dee and their crime conspiracy video.

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