What Did I Get Myself Into.. || Dom Nurse Ann x Reader
(Don't hold it against me..idk what i'm doing)
tw: blood, gruesome, and dead bodies
You were dumb... so dumb.
It was just supposed to be a fun night. Few drinks at the bar with Lexie, maybe some bad karaoke, then crashing back at your place with greasy takeout. Simple
Instead you were stumbling through the woods, drunk as ever and lost. Your foot got caught on a root and you lurched forward with a curse, barely catching yourself on a tree trunk. The world tilted unpleasantly, your head throbbed, and the cold night air did absolutely nothing to clear the fuzz haze behind your eyes.
" Lexie? " Voice slurring slightly, as you called out.
Hearing nothing answer back but the wind moving through the branches. You didn't even remember how you got separated, on minute she was right beside you laughing to loud and pulling you deeper down the trail. The next gone. Your stomach twisted uneasily.
You had just moved here a few weeks ago. You didn't know these woods, especially the stories everyone in the city seemed to whisper about. People going missing, bodies found months later, and the police never catching whoever was responsible.
Three years ago, and still no answers.
Through the thick and skinny trees, something dark loomed ahead. It was a building.
You felt relief rush through you. Shelter? Maybe a place with a working phone? Maybe even someone inside? As you got closer, that relief went sour.
The building was huge. Several windows were shattered, jagged glass still clinging to the frames, the metal sign above the entrance hung crooked, barely readable in the weak glow of your phone flashlight.
St. Blackwood Memorial Hospital, abandoned. Of course it was...
The waring signs flashed in your brain screaming at you to turn around, every horror story you've ever read clawed it's way to the front of your brain. But you were cold, lost, drunk, and tired of wandering in circles.
" Mhm.. I'll stay for a scond "
The front doors groaned when you pushed it open, the sound echoing far to loudly for your liking through the empty lobby.
Your nose wrinked as you stepped further in. The air was thick, stale, and metallic. Shose sticking slightly against the dusty tile. The beam from your flashlight shook in your hand as you swept it across overturned chairs, peeled paint, and abandoned reception desks.
While looking around you caught something from the corner of your eye, turing around and flashing your light. You went still.. knees almost giving out. Your gaze followed the line of blood leading down the hallway. Fresh blood.
More warings belled in your head screaming more at you to leave. You knew you should leave, your fingers tightened around your phone.
Your feet started moving towards it. On careful step at a time, you followed the trail. The hallway narrowed the farther you went. The air grew heavier, until every breath tasted liked like rust or something sour underneath it.
The trail of blood grew less like scattered drops, and more like smears. Almost like someone had been dragged.
At the end of the hall, a door stood half open. The blood led right inside.
Every instinct you had desperately telling you NOT to open it and go back, but your hand reached out anyways. The door creacked when you pushed it wider, then the smell hit hard. Like rotten bodies.
" What the fuc- " Words died from your mouth. Blood spatted everywhere like a horror film, body parts like fingers, an ear, hands, feet, and etc were in filled jars. Your phone light swept across the room as your brain struggled to make sense of this.
An already dead rotten body hung on the wall, like a cross. Half the skin missing and probably in more jars you saw, spreard out on a metal table a woman..her stomach ripped open all the way to her chest, and cuts on her arms like she got into a fight with a knife or something.
The sight made you want to throw up, almost. To much, this was far to much for you.
Your breath came shallow and uneven. This wasn't just an abandoned hospital, things happened here.. and you had a feeling what.
Your heart pounded in your ears as you took a step backwards, your shoes sticking slightly to the floor with a soft wet sound due to the blood.
And just as you turned around, everything went black..
HOPEFULLY this story doesn't go to shit, bc im not good at finshing things like this.. BUT if you did read this I hope you liked !!
Pt 2. is most definitely going to be a smut, so stay tuned for that. BYEE
