Chapter 1

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A/N: IT HAS ITS OWN CATEGORY NOW YEAAAAAHHHHH

Anyways, yeah, here I is wirh a newe storeh because it's past my bedtime and lmao I technically don't have a bedtime anymroe but you know what idc I gave myself one.

boop I'm actually kind of proud of this

Enjoy.

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I remembered watching the cassette tape vanish into thin air. I had watched as the Tattletails had banished Mama with Christmas lights, candles.

And me.

I remember seeing those red eyes vanish in the corner of my vision. I remember it- it really happened. Once, I even asked my Tattletail, "Is there any chance Mama could come back?"

I remember the solid, firm response I'd gotten. "Mama is never coming back. Mama was bad. Mama will never be seen again."

And yet.

Sitting inside the chimney, hand over my mouth to smother the sound of my breathing, I know I had seen those very eyes glaring at me as I'd ran in here to hide. I know.

But Mama isn't the biggest problem right now. Mama isn't even the reason I'm hiding in the chimney. I was already on my way here when I saw her.

It's something much more serious.

I woke to the sound of Tattletail singing "Feed me!" at the top of his mechanical lungs. I sighed quietly, opened my eyes, and checked the clock. Sometime around three in the morning... oh well, I've been doing this for about a week now. I might as well get used to it.

I scoop up Tattletail, who won't stop until he's fed, and then take my new 'Golden Flashlight' as well. I still can't believe how good it is... if only I'd had it before Christmas.

Silently, I padded out to the kitchen and took a few grapes from the fridge. Tattletail finally stopped talking for a minute to eat. I watched for a minute, then went to take out a few grapes for myself since I was there-

thud

-but stopped at the sudden noise.

I froze, and Tattletail did too. We were both completely silent, waiting to see what would happen next. As the silence got a little longer, I decided, okay. If, in twenty seconds, there's no noise, then I'll turn on my flashlight and-

clak-bump

I recognized the sound. The window. The lock being opened. But which one?

I could tell it was from outside, and it was one of the kitchen ones. This meant, as long as whatever was outside didn't have a flashlight on yet, I could run and hide- my own room was never safe. So, maybe the basement...

I looked over to realize it was locked. Guess that was out, then. And there was no hiding outside tonight. The doors were locked and my mom had hidden the keys.

I look to one of the other windows- maybe, if I jump out as they're coming in, then I can get out-

I gasp. In the window I can clearly see a pair of ruby-red eyes, staring straight at me. Hatefully. Vindictively.

click

I looked away for a moment to look back to the left, where the noises were coming from, and in that moment the eyes vanished. Great. Now I don't know where she is. She might be right behind me, or even worse...

I had only a few seconds to run and only one real option.

Living room it is, then.

I dashed in as quietly as I could just as the window was slid open. I dove into the chimney and then reached towards the right inside wall. My dad, before he left, had made an addition to it- this particular side of the chimney could now be pulled out, allowing someone to crawl in, and shut the bricks behind them to hide. I never understood why he did that until I decided to peek one day and found his 'treasure'. His bottles.

They're all gone now, they left with him.

I shut the secret door just as a louder thud makes me jump. Apparently the intruder is in, and judging by the sound and the fact that they had to actually unlock the window, they're human.

I hear footsteps. Seems I was right.

I listen as the footsteps start towards my mom's room. Then they stop. Head into the bathroom instead, shoes clicking on tiles.

Tattletail shifts in my hands and whispers quietly, "Brush me."

"Not now."

For once Tattletail seems to understand that noise is something he should not be making right now. We both sit there, silent and waiting.

But then a sound I never wanted to hear again starts up right behind me, and I turn to look straight into Mama's burning eyes even though I had been told I would never see them again.

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A/N: BUM

BA

BUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMm

So yeah, cliffhanger... woot... yey...

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...I need a life.