Into the darkness
Chapter 1: Insanity
The room seemed to tilt above him. His head ached for some unknown reason. He ran his fingers through his think blonde hair. He stopped when he found the bump on the back of his head. "F***" Pewdiepie whispered. He new where he was and all he wanted to do was get out of here. He was to terrified to try and find his way out on his own. This place was scaring him already. There was a chill in the air that was like nothing he had ever felt before. It felt almost... evil. The shadows of the room seemed to move and motion for pewdiepie to follow. He could almost hear them saying come with us. He felt like a caged animal. No where to run. No where to hide. All of the sudden a scream echoed through the corridors. It was a scream no human or animal could make. Pewdiepie jerked forward out of the bed that he was laying on. He pressed his hand over his ears to try an block out the scream. He could still hear it. He couldn't get rid of the awful noise. It stayed. He intertwind his fingers in his hair. It was so horrable. The screaming stopped but he could still hear it. He started to scream, too. He was trying to over power the awful schreeching with his own. His throat began to burn. When he calmed down he reliezed his sanity was extremely low. The world around him blurred. All he could see was black surrounding him. The chill was back but it no longer felt evil. It felt sinister. Pewdiepie jumped off the bed and rushed to the dresser across the room. He need a sanity potion. Now. He felt drunk. His body wouldn't listen to him. He stumbled and fell. He felt like something was pulling on him. Some unknown force that wanted to destroy him, to bring him to his knees. The shadows. They seened to curl around him like hands wanting to pull him into a deep dark sleep from which he would never awaken. He pressed his hands to the floor, wanting to dig his nails into the wood to be sure he wouldn't be lost forever. Sweat poured down his face. A voice inside his head screamed get a grip. Pewdiepie rushed forward. He forced his legs to move. He gripped the side of the dresser. He searched for anything that might be use full. He pulled out a sainty potion. He watched as the bright, silver, liquid spalshed around in the bottle. His hands where to unsteady to open it. He found it harder and harder to breath. The darkness was closing in on him. He opened the bottle with his teeth. As the silver liquid poured down Pewdiepie's throat his vision cleared. The shadow returned to normal. He dropped the bottle and it shattered. He forced himself to stay calm even though he wanted to cry. He had to be strong. After all this wasn't a normal game of Amnesia. This was real and it was like no game he had ever seen before.
Stephano walked down the corridor. Alot had happened in a matter of minutes. He had been changed into a human, he had been attacked by god knows what that thing was, and now Pewdiepie was some where in mansion. Alone. He had to find him. But he kept losing his train of thought. What was that thing? Some sort of shadow monster. He had never seen one of those in Amnesia. Suddenly a stab of pain went up his side. He looked down at his wound. He had bleed through the bandages.
A/N: I hope you liked it! It was my first fanfiction. Thanks for reading. Watch out for chapter 2. :)
