Chapter 1: Aug. 11, 1987

An echo played throughout the room, and heavy breathing joined it. More echoes shattered silence of the house, in a sequence of foot steps. The breathing roughened and silenced.

The breathing belonged to a desperate, hiding teen. She was hiding behind an askew desk. Her hair shimmered nearly blonde in the light of the lantern hooked on the wall. Her blue eyes watched as heavy boots banged on the wooden ground. Her hands shook in fear as she held tightly to the floor and wall, so she wouldn't fall forward.

"Nancyyy? I know you are in heeeere." a scratchy voice called out to the room. The large boots turned in their spot as the person wielding them looked around the room. He was easily 7 feet tall, and at least 40 in age. He was big, at least double the teen's size. He held an axe in one hand and a sledgehammer in the other. Her wear baggy black and brown clothing, with a large jacket over it all.

When the teen heard the other say her name, Nancy, her breathing became sped up. She cornered herself deeper in her hiding spot, trying to make sure he wouldn't find her.

"Nancyy?" he repeated. He waited a few seconds, and then began to the door. He stopped right before the door and thought. He sat there for a second, then opened the door. He stepped through it and waited. He reached in an closed the door just enough for there to be a little peaking space into the room.

Nancy sat in the corner only a second longer. He was gone. It would probably take him a few minutes to realize that she wasn't in the rest of the house. She stepped out of the hiding spot, and took a deep breath. At the rate that it was at, she could have had a panic attack. That would NOT have been good.

Nancy stood in the room and observed around, completely unaware the the other was just outside of the room, watching her. She knew already that this was a bedroom, but it just occurred to her how neat it was. Normally when she entered a house of an *Entity, there is a mess about.

She saw a shelf, and it had a key, that could possibly go to the back door of the house-which she had previously found locked. She tried to reach up to it, but the shelf was hammered at least 5 and a half feet off the ground, and she, being only a measly 4 foot 7 inches, would never be able to reach it without assistance.

She huffed a little and sat down on the bed, that was located in the middle of the room. She looked exhausted, and still a little freaked out from what was going on before. But she could hear nothing, which probably meant that the Entity got bored and left.

The Entity studied her. She was in perfect position for what he planned to do. He shoved the door open, which triggered Nancy to scream. She fell back on the bed as he came for her.

"Don't worry, this will be fun, Nancyyy." the Entity said, dragging the e sound in her name out longer then it was meant to be, like he couldn't stop himself. He let out a menaced laugh and jumped on the bed, throwing down his weapons before grabbing Nancy's ankles, hindering her of movement. Nancy screamed again, trying to be louder.

"There is no use. No one can hear you here." he moved forward and sat her her knees, rendering her legs helpless. Nancy whimpered and used the bed to try to pull herself out from underneath him but it was useless.

The Entity pulled something from his big jacket pocket, and when Nancy saw it, she screamed. It was rope. He was planning to tie up Nancy all along. What was he planning to do!

He unknotted the rope, grabbed on to one of Nancy's wrists. He put up to the bed post and grabbed the rope. He tied her tight to the post, and then did the same with the other hand. He then went on to bind her legs also, against the bottom posts of the bed.

Nancy nearly started crying. This was horrible... She would be the first *Rooder in history to be tortured and killed by an Entity... This would all be her fault. She knew that there where other Rooders that could take over her position, but the Hamilton line would be destroyed...

"This will be fun, Nancyyy." he repeated, as he climbed on the bed, hovering above her. "I might even let you live when I'm done. Knowing what it will do to you." he smiled, to show yellowed, rotting teeth.

Nancy turned her head away, trying not to smell his breath. Suddenly, she felt a hand grip her head and jerk it to face forward, "You will watch what I will do to you." he smiled. "You'll love it." he said, a light laugh coming after his sentence.

Nancy didn't wanna see. She screamed again and shook her head, "Just let me die!" she yelled, as she trembled, starting to cry. "I don't want to live like this... Kill me.." she said, her voice soft, almost a whisper.

"That don't sound that fun. I want you to suffer!" he bounced on her legs, and she screamed, because the weight hurt her. "Ooohh! I have a new addition to this game! If you scream, I cut one of your fingers off! That sounds like fun!" he laughed, and Nancy whimpered. She was completely bound. Nothing could help her at this point.

She looked up and him and tried not to let out tears. She didn't like this at all. She wanted free. She could feel a panic attack coming on, and she wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

The Entity smiled at the face she was making. "Let us play!" he said. He reached down, and began pulling Nancy's tie off.

Nancy almost screamed, but then remembered the next part of the game-no screaming. She bit the inside of her lip, and tried not to freak out. He had told her once what he wanted of her-to watch him work-but she didn't not want to watch. That is the last thing from her mind.

He pulled her tie completely off, and threw it down somewhere in the room. He then started on the buttons of her uniform. Why was her uniform a button up top, of all things?

Nancy watched him as he opened her shirt, now that it was completely unbuttoned. He-without looking up at her at all-began to fondle her breasts through her bra. Nancy's eyes teared up and she began silently weeping. She was being used by an Entity. She felt dirty and low for letting this happen.

The Entity pushed down on her legs, and pushed his hands into her shirt, trying to get the wire bra clasp on the back of Nancy's bra. She attempted to push down, so he couldn't unhook it, but he managed with ease.

Nancy felt more violated, as he pushed her bra up, and began orally teasing her body. She felt disgusting. If she got through this alive, the first thing she will do is take a long long shower.

"Pay attention!" the Entity yelled at her grabbing her by her jaw to aim at what he was doing. She hadn't even noticed she had looked away.

He then started at her skirt, unzipping the side zip and pulling it halfway down her legs. He looked at Nancy, who's eyes where filled with sheer terror. She was 17. He couldn't do this to her!

He pushed his fingers against her underwear, and Nancy attempted to pull away, but failed because of her being tied down. He kept touching her there, and Nancy tried to pull away each time. "No. No. No. No." she was murmuring under her breath. She suddenly screamed "No!"

The Entity stopped, and smiled. "This is what I was looking forward to!" he got off of Nancy, and looked at her, "Which hand is more important? Right or left?" he asked her, though she obviously took it as a rhetorical question.

He reached town and picked up his axe. He walked over to the left side of the bed, her right hand, and grinned. "I don't think you'll need-" he paused, and grabbed her right index finger, twisting it, making it snap, "-this finger, will you?"

Nancy bit her lip, trying not to scream in pain of her broken finger. She felt more tears run down her cheek. She was a disgrace to Rooders everywhere, letting this happen.

The Entity pulled her broken index finger to the bedpost, away from the rest of her fingers, and put his axe right above all the other fingers. He then pushed down and began to saw at it.

Nancy was struggling not to scream out in utter pain, but she managed to whimper and half yell with her mouth closed.

The Entity finished amputating the ligament and threw it down on the table. He had a huge smile on his face and he climbed back on top of her. He the went back to what he was doing, torturing her by touching her through her underwear.

Then he suddenly had enough with that thin piece of cloth. He pulled it down exposing Nancy's precious spot to him.

Her face was bright red, and she was really wishing that she could look away. This was horrible, and she felt violated, embarrassed and ashamed.

The Entity suddenly did something she was not expecting, and it made her feel even worse. He unzipped the black baggy jeans he was wearing, and revealed himself. He rubbed it a few times before aiming it at Nancy's core.

Nancy was completely crying by now, her eyes just poring tears. She felt like she should just die. She should have let him kill her before... This is the ultimate punishment for her stupidity.

He put himself inside her, and started moving fast, pounding her over and over again, making Nancy whimper in pain. He hit himself into her, and it severely hurt her.

The Entity laughed when he looked down and there was blood on his crotch area. He laughed at the fact that he made Nancy bleed more then he intended.

"J-just finish me off..." Nancy murmured, tearing running down her face, her full body exposed to the Entity. "Please... Let me die..."

"I don't think so, Nancyyy! I'm not done yet!" he said, with such enthusiasm in his voice, it sounded like a child getting their first bicycle.

Nancy whimpered, and laid her head back. She knew he would jerk it up after a moment, but even just a second of rest for her neck was better then none.

"Look up!" he said, hitting the side of her head. Nancy quickly complied, sitting her head up, having to watch him destroy her dignity and dreams.

He began pound into her again, making her bleed even more, and then he began going faster, and he was making a face, almost one of accomplishment.

Suddenly, there was burning in Nancy, like someone had put salt in the wounds he had just created inside her. She tried not to scream, and bit down on her lip, concentrating on anything and everything besides the pain.

"I done my job." The Entity said. He got off of her, and tidied himself up, before reaching up, and grabbing the backdoor key. He put it on the desk that Nancy was hiding behind earlier. "Don't think I'll never come back to kill you. I just want you to suffer a while." He reached over and untied her right wrist, know that it would hurt her a lot to untie herself with that hand. He would enjoy knowing that she had suffered that pain.

Nancy's eyes went wide when he freed one of her hands. It stung horribly when she attempted to move it, but it was better then no hand at all. She watched as the Entity walked out of the room.

As soon as he completely closed the door, she began struggling with the knot on her left wrist. She got it free after about 2 or 3 minutes, then she started on her ankles. She felt extremely sore, from her right hand, all the way to her knees.

Nancy slowly re-buttoned her blouse and got her skirt and underwear back up to cover her. She neglected the tie, because she was so sore, moving off the bed would be too difficult.

She let out a deep sigh, almost of relief. She might be able to get free. She might be able to finish her duty as Rooder. And maybe even pass it on to the next Hamilton.. If there would be one.

Nancy laid back down on the bed, and curled into a ball, her knees throbbed, as did her finger, and her core, but she couldn't do much else but curl up and rest.

She closed her eyes and tried to forget all they she saw. She laid there, and thought of happy moments with her father, Dick, and relaxed moments with her friends. With those thoughts, she drifted into a deep, recovery sleep.


*Entity - A ferocious dark power that can infect certain humans and drive them to acts of crazed murder.

*Rooder - Young women with the supernatural ability to communicate with the dead.


Dear Reader,

I know that this story is sick and morbid. Kinda hard to believe I got the idea while looking at clouds :/ Anyway, please, tell me what you think so far. I have a really good plot coming along! Also, yes, I did not mistake Alyssa for her mother, Nancy. That is really Nancy, and just assumed that as a teen, she would look similar to Alyssa. But don't think there are like no characters from "Clock Tower 3" besides Nancy. Like I said, I have a good plot coming.

Oh oh, one more thing! I am doing this kinds like the 3rd Clock Tower, with the different times, but I'm going to try my best not to time travel! I think I might once or twice but no more or less then that. But I just want you to know what time each place takes place.

Also, place don't get confused, I was using Clock Tower 3's timing, about Alyssa's birthday being sometime in Spring, and it being 2003. So she was 15 Spring of 2003, check? This is something of remembrance I tell you! And yes I am obsessed! Not as obsessed as you for actually READING this fan fiction xDDD

Love you reader people (wow I babble!)

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