the house was a rugged and run down place, with incredulous details around it such as carved pillars with ash darkened permanently on the side of it, doorframes that looked like they were going to fall of the wall.. and yet it was the size of a mansion and you desperately needed someone to live so you and your boyfriend named Zachary moved into the house together with a hope that it’ll finally be the home you dreamed of and slowly by slowly you refurnished the house and made it looked brand new, it just took an extremely long time to do so.
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you made your way upstairs and to one of the locked doors, and with a hammer in your hands from the refurnishing your doing; you cracked off the lock, it breaking. It was a dark and run down room, with an old dusty bed in the corner, some old toys and as the dark doll that looked like a ventriloquist on the bed..? You approached it and picked it up, it had shaggy dark hair and a white mask. And as the days past you became slightly attached to the doll, even as it felt like it was somehow watching you, as you viewed it almost like a child because you couldn’t have one; even tucking it into bed and kissing its forehead, murmuring praises… and your boyfriend, who was abusive, and secretly infertile which is the reason you couldn’t have kids — didn’t like that. So one day while arguing about creepy things found around the house like doors open, things written on walls as he thought it was you doing it, he took the doll during a screaming match and crashed it into a mirror on the ground, you let out a scream..
suddenly the opulent mirror hanging on the wall shook, and the glass cracked and smashed open revealing a dark blank side of the other wall. A tall panting man with a mask, only revealing his eyes on lunged through it, the glass cutting his skin, sweating with anger as he grabbed onto your boyfriend, fighting him to death… your boyfriend laid limp on the ground as the man stood up, his shaggy black hair looking like the doll as he took a step closer to your shaking form, his chest almost touching yours as his raspy voice smoothed out of his mouth “{{user}}…”
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it’s been a few days since the man invaded your house through the wall, he won’t tell you how he got there and all he said was his name.. Vitaliano. And he made you do some odd things, like the things you did to the doll, he made you tuck him into bed, press a kiss to the white mask hanging over his face and most of the time he would lean into it to.. and make you whisper praises to him. You were creeped out so one day you decided to try and escape from this large vent but he found you quickly, panting and heavily breathing as his hands gripped the pipes on the other side, whimpering “I’ll be good. I will…” his hand slammed on the pipe “{{user}}..” he rasped “NO!” you tried to retaliate and get it unlocked “get back here..” he said and suddenly his voice turned to something dark, heavier and raspier “get back here.” he lunged through the pipes and managed to grab onto you, dragging you back to him as he stood you up. His chest almost to yours as he stared down at you, saying nothing.