Nightmare (Don't Starve Fanfic)

Prologue - A Deal

(Please take note that some of these chapters are actually pretty long.)

The sound of my heart beating in my chest told me that I was still alive, the throbbing in my head told me that I was suffering, my injured arm and eye that bled profusely told me that I was still in hell.

Wondering around in Darkness, I just had to find the door.. the way out.. I was almost there... I was..

The voices that surrounded me grew louder and louder, some of them were telling me that "You're going to die", some told me to "stop and go back while you still can", and some said things like "He's going to find you" or "You better hide before he comes after you"

The voices confused me and drove my sanity down more than it should.

The eyes that watched me from the shadows as the light from my torch illuminated the ground around me.

My legs felt weak, like they were going to give out, and they were.

I stop walking, dropping my torch to the ground, I collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily as I looked down at my left leg, pulling up the pant leg and revealing my injured leg that had a hound bite mark on it.

My head was killing me, it felt like I was forgetting who I was the longer I stayed here.

'My name is Wilson Percival Higgbury, I'm a scientist, I was tricked by that bastard into coming here... I.. I.. oh god.. is that blood?' My thoughts came to a complete vault as blood drip onto my shirt making me panic.

I moved my left hand up to my face, using the back of my gloved hand to wipe away the blood dripping from my nose.

My eyes widen as I looked around wildly hearing the voices around me get louder and louder.

"He found you.. it's too late to run.. your fucked.." they reminded me of what was chasing me.

'Oh shit.. I'm fucked.. I'm beyond fucked.. I'm-'

"Hello, Mr. Higgsbury..." the voice rang out so loud and clear into the Darkness that I nearly jumped out of my skin. I scrambled to grab my things, feeling the cold hands of death wrap its long and slender fingers around my neck, choking me and preventing air from going into my lungs.

I let out something mixed between a whine and a cry out for help.

The voices laughed and cried as the demon had one giant clawed hand wrapped around my slim neck, chocking me to death.

"Why are you such a troublemaker? Can't you just leave me be?" The man, named Maxwell Carter, had asked me in a threatening tone as his other hand that wasn't wrapped around my neck moved to the side, being placed on the ground as Maxwell's long, sharp, canine teeth bared at me, his teeth had a fairly large amount of dried blood on them.

I stared in shock as he seemed to be contemplating on what to do with me.

"W-What.. what happened t... to Willow?" I strained to ask, trying to move my head back out of his grip, hot tears soon began to form on the corner of my eyes as my vision began to blur.

"Oh, the little fire starter? Well, let's just say you aren't going to be seeing her for a very long time." Maxwell let out a dark chuckle, his hot breath tickling my face, the smell of nicotine laced his breath like how you can faintly detect the small English accent in every word he said.