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This was so.. eerie. To say the least. Fan has gone missing and it was scary. You were NOT going to just leave it to the police. Not after that poor investigation that the police had done that irritated you to the core by the way.

You were dissatisfied with the police's investigation, and rightfully so.

Fan wouldn't just randomly disappear. He usually told someone if not his friend(s) where he was going.. or something. The fact that the police brushed the whole thing off made you sick in the stomach. Somehow... you felt like this was no normal disappearance. The way you felt sick in the stomach and nervous at the same time just.. made you feel like something was off.

You paced back and forth, thinking. You stopped pacing for a moment. You looked in the corner of your eye and turned to focus on something. You just remembered that The building had security cameras. Okay this is alright! This is fine, you just have to check the cams and figure out where Fan went.

You took the long way, going upstairs. After that, you were around.. the third floor. The lights were off (obviously because it's nighttime). Ohhh boy, this was a spine-chiller. Nonetheless, you proceeded to walk down the third floor hallway, coming across the room where the security cameras were. Hesitantly, you pressed your ear against the door, listening for any noise. Silence.

You felt a presence. You completely froze, not moving a muscle. You quickly looked over your shoulder. Nobody was there. Were you being paranoid? Whatever.

You couldn't ignore it for long before you felt a hand cover your mouth, silencing your muffled squeals. You quickly went unconscious..

You woke up. Your eyes widened as you realized that you were tied to a chair, in the basement.

{{user}}: "Oh my gosh.."

Paintbrush: "Calm down for a damn minute."

Paintbrush spoke calmly, yet irritably.