Today was a long day at work. I volunteered for the Red Cross Program at the hospital. I just drove into the driveway. I was home alone again because my father wasn't home. He worked as a scientist and had very long shifts studying about the Brennenburg Castle. My father started his obsession with it from the journals of my great-great-grandfather, Daniel, who awoke in a castle named Brennenburg with little memory about who he was or about his past.
People think he haunts the castle. Now here I am, 174 years in present-day Sweden, still confused about his history. I say hello to my neighbor, Felix, as he's walking out of his house, and continue into my home. I unlock the front door and I couldn't help but feel that something was wrong. I shrugged it off and walked into my (favorite color) painted room. My (fc) laptop was on the computer desk. I took my (hair color, length) out of a bun and sat down at the computer desk. I turned the laptop on and lied back in the computer chair, sighing.
It binged as the Apple symbol appeared on the screen. The laptop was a gift from my father for my 18th birthday. I logged in and stared at the background. It was the title for Amnesia: The Dark Descent with a monster or "Bro" as my friends corrected me, a bronze and gold statue, some papers, and a lantern appeared on the screen. I am a bit of a gamer and this was one of my favorite games.
"I guess I can play some Amnesia." I said to myself. "I have nothing better to do." I was about to click the game launcher until a message appeared. "One new email? I usually don't get mail unless it's from the hospital..." I clicked on the email and read it aloud. "Hello,_. I want to play a game with you. Click the link below. See you soon." I paused and read who sent it. "Gonzales? Who's that?" I scratched my arm as goosebumps started to form up my arm. How did he know my name? My curiosity wanted to click the link but, common sense told my not to. Of course, curiosity got the best of me. I clicked the link and the computer shut off.
"Dammit! The link must've been a virus." As I said that, blue digits appeared on the screen. I squinted my eyes, confused. "What?" I backed away as the screen started to glow a neon blue. "Holy hell of all fucking Christ! Shiiiit!" I yelled as my body broke into blue pixels.
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I woke up and found myself in a bed. The weird thing was that it wasn't my bed. The place I was in didn't seem like my house at all. It looked very familiar. Then, it clicked to me. I seemed to be in... Amnesia!
A/N Hey, guys! Zokomara, here! I just want to say that this is my first x reader story. EVER! I decided to make you related to Daniel, the infamous victim of Alexander. Someone also suggested that I write it in first person view. If it's any good, please give me some feedback. I saw a bunch of Stephano x Readers and thought, "Hey! I should switch it up a bit!" Then, POOF! This came up! Again, feedback will be greatly appreciated! Thanks!
~Zokomara, the Ice Assassin