Dead Man's Lullaby ⏱ Hypno X Reader

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The air hung heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves as you stepped cautiously through the eerie forest. Moonlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting ethereal shadows on the forest floor. It was a night ripe with curiosity and the excitement of embarking on an adventure.

Your footsteps echoed softly, the ground beneath your feet cushioned by a layer of fallen foliage. The forest seemed to whisper secrets, beckoning you deeper into its enigmatic embrace. Tonight was not an ordinary night; it was a night of discovery, fueled by a school assignment that had led you to this very place.

You couldn't help but feel a mix of trepidation and anticipation. The assignment had tasked you with exploring the folklore and mysteries surrounding the local legends, and this forest held a reputation for harboring supernatural tales. You had chosen it, drawn to the whispers of a haunting lullaby that echoed through the trees.

As you ventured deeper, the moon's silvery glow dimmed, and an unexplainable chill slithered down your spine. Shadows danced in your peripheral vision, giving life to the legends whispered among the townsfolk. The forest became an enigma, each step bringing you closer to the unknown.

The rustle of leaves, carried on the gentle breeze, seemed to echo through the silence. You found yourself caught in a moment of contemplation, gazing up at the towering trees that seemed to touch the heavens. A soft, eerie melody reached your ears, an enchanting lullaby that seemed to emanate from deep within the forest.

Curiosity piqued, you followed the melody, the notes guiding your steps like a siren's call. The forest seemed to shift, its very essence becoming alive, swirling around you in a symphony of darkness and mystery.

Lost in the allure of the haunting tune, your steps led you to a small clearing, bathed in moonlight. The melody reached a crescendo, wrapping around you like a delicate web. And there, standing before you, was a silhouette. A figure swathed in shadows, with glowing eyes that pierced through the darkness.

"Who's there?" you called out, your voice betraying a mix of apprehension and curiosity.

The silhouette remained silent, its form still, only the subtle movement of its pendulum catching your attention. Mesmerized, you watched the pendulum swing back and forth with rhythmic precision, entranced by its hypnotic dance.

"What are you doing out here?" you questioned, your voice tinged with a touch of vulnerability.

The figure offered no response, yet an air of understanding seemed to emanate from it. With each swing of the pendulum, the swaying seemed to wrap around your thoughts, coaxing you further into its enchanting embrace.

As the pendulum's gentle sway continued, your eyelids grew heavy, your senses dulled by the pendulum's seductive spell. The world around you blurred, colors melding together, until darkness consumed your vision.

You awakened moments later, lying in a bed. The haunting melody had ceased, leaving only the echoes of distant whispers. Confusion flooded your mind, fragments of memories floating just out of reach. The pendulum, once a distant object of fascination, now rested beside you. Its golden chain gleamed in the moonlight, a silent reminder of the power that had ensnared you into this situation. You shuddered, unsure if the encounter had been a dream or a dark reality.

Your body felt heavy against the bed. You sighed, turning on your side before closing your eyes. The best thing was probably to leave, but you were much too tired to do so.

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As consciousness slowly returned, you found yourself lying in a bed, a soft sheet covering your body. Your eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dimly lit room. The scent of musty wood permeated the air, intermingled with a hint of something sweet yet unsettling.