Drapetomania | Creepypasta

34

??, ??, 2017

The news hit me like a bucket of cold water. my smile disappeared, replaced by a mixture of confusion and apprehension. "Going home? But I thought... I thought this was my home now," I stammered, my voice quivering as I tried to comprehend the sudden change in my situation.

Link's brows furrowed in confusion, his smile now replaced with concern. "Aren't you happy? Isn't this what you wanted?"

I thought it was. This is my chance to escape this nightmare. Why doesn't it feel like I thought it would? My internal musings were abruptly interrupted by Dark Link.

"We thought it would be safer for you there, away from Ben's reach, especially now that he's trapped in the basement," Dark Link explained, his eyes locked onto mine. I mustered a smile in response. After all, this was what I had longed for, wasn't it? I should be over the moon with joy.

Link's question echoed through my mind, and for a brief moment, I hesitated. "I... I am happy," I replied, although my words seemed more an attempt to convince myself than a genuine expression of my emotions. I couldn't deny the desire to escape this place had been a constant presence in my mind, but something didn't feel right.

I looked into Dark Link's eyes, our gaze locking for a moment, and I mustered a smile.

Yes, this was what I had yearned for, wasn't it? I should be ecstatic. Yet, the feeling of disquiet lingered, a shadow of doubt casting doubt on the reality of my escape.

Link's voice carried a sense of reassurance as he continued, "Don't worry, Y/n. We'll make sure there's always someone keeping an eye on you, even when you're back home. If anything were to happen, we'll be there right away. I'll personally escort you home and ensure everything is safe."

His words did provide a sense of comfort, and I couldn't help but feel a little more at ease. After all, it was reassuring to know that I wouldn't be entirely alone, even outside the confines of the mansion.

Though my doubts still lingered, i decided to put her faith in Link's promise and offered a small, genuine smile this time. Maybe, just maybe, this was indeed the happy ending i had been yearning for.

As I walked towards the exit, my footsteps muffled by the worn carpet, I spotted Hoodie seated at the table in the living room. The room was cloaked in a surreal stillness, a stark contrast to the chaos and strangeness that had become my daily existence in this mansion. It was an unspoken agreement that we were not meant to form emotional connections, to part ways quietly without the weight of farewells.

Hoodie remained silent, his face hidden behind the mask he always wore. It was a barrier between us, a symbol of the distance we maintained. For a moment, I hesitated, my hand hovering over the doorknob. But then, something within me urged me to speak.

I approached him, feeling the need to acknowledge our shared moments, the quiet camaraderie that had developed despite the eerie circumstances. "thats me" I said softly. "look after yourself"

He didn't respond with words, but a subtle inclination of his head, a silent acknowledgment of our unspoken bond. It was a farewell, not with grand gestures or dramatic sentiments, but one of quiet understanding. And with that, I turned away, pushed open the door, and stepped out, dark link waiting for me.

As we approached my childhood home, I couldn't help but feel a surge of trepidation. Link's typically lively spirit had been subdued into an eerie silence, and I mirrored his hushed demeanor. The house, so familiar yet so distant, loomed in the distance. Memories of a different life, a life before the mansion, flooded my mind, and I wasn't sure how to navigate the emotions welling up inside me.