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(- “I refuse to live like this. I refuse to die here like this. Screw that.” 

(- Literate Independent Nancy Wheeler. 

(- Stranger Things x Dead by Daylight 

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*   warning   :   may  contain  spoilers  for  episodes  one  through  ten .

‘  if  you  were  me ,  you  wouldn’t  be  such  a  fucking  asshole .  ’

‘  the  world  out  there  has  teeth  and  it  is  hungry  and  it  is  stupid  and  it eats  and  eats  mindlessly .  ’

‘  you  listen  to  your  gut .  even  if  it  makes  them  hate  you .  ’

‘  i  am  a  dream  and  so  are  you  and  so  are  we .  ’

‘  you  are  a  looker ,  aren’t  you ?  ’

‘  honey ,  someone’s  in  the  house .  ’

‘  i’m  dreaming ,  right ?  ’

‘  i  just  need  a  little  time  away .  it’s  nothing  more  than  that .  ’

‘  you’re  saying  it  was  an  accident ,  so  you  accidentally  put  your  hand  through  a  mirror ?  ’

‘  i’m  scared .  that’s  all  i  am .  there  is  nothing  else .  i’m  only  scared .  ’

‘  do  you  think  there’s  something  wrong  with  me ?  like ,  really  wrong ?  ’

‘  it’s  alright ,  sugar .  it’s  just  a  dream  —  just  a  screaming  meemie .  ’

‘  we  yield  to  it  or  we  fight  it ,  but  we  cannot  meet  it  halfway .  ’

‘  i  seldom  am  well  behaved .  ’

‘  i  enjoyed  the  conversation ,  but  i’m  gonna  say  goodnight .  ’

‘  did  you  just  punch  me  in  the  boob ?  ’

‘  just  enjoy  me .  i’m  loving  you .  ’

‘  i  wouldn’t  have  changed  a  thing .  i  need  you  to  know  that .  ’

‘  forgiveness  is  warm  like  a  tear  on  a  cheek .  ’

‘  i  loved  you  completely  and  you  loved  me  the  same .  ’

‘  that’s  all .  the  rest  is  confetti .  ’

‘  forgive  a  girl  for  being  lonely .  ’

‘  there’s  nothing  sadder  than  a  cold  bed .  ’

‘  journey’s  end  when  lovers  meet .  ’

‘  journeys  don’t  end ,  not  if  you  love  someone .  they  don’t  end  at  all .  ’

‘  probably  best  you  didn’t  say  anything  to  them .  ’

‘  i’m  asking  you  to  love  me  hard  for  the  next  few  minutes .  ’

‘  i’m  gonna  jump  and  i’m  asking  you  to  hold  my  hand  while  i’m  falling .  ’

‘  i  have  something  that  i  have  to  tell  you ,  but  i  need  you  to  remember  when  i  do  that  i  love  you .  ’

‘  i  wish  i  would’ve  loved  you  better .  ’

‘  pandas  don’t  like  macaroni .  ’

‘  i’m  just  floating  in  this  ocean  of  nothing  and  i  wonder  if  this  is  it ,  this  is  what  death  is .  ’

‘  i  wonder  if  this  is  what  death  is ,  just  out  there  in  the  darkness ,  just  darkness  and  numbness  and  alone .  ’

‘  i  wondered  if  that’s  what  they  felt ,  just  numb  and  nothing  and  alone .  ’

‘  he  was  a  light  in  the  darkness .  he  was  a  life  preserver  in  the  ocean .  ’  

‘  i  reached  for  him  because  i  had  to  feel  something .  i  had  to  feel  anything .  ’

‘  god ,  i’m  so  glad  i  did  it  though .  thank  god  it  worked .  ’

‘  i  felt  scared .  so  fucking  scared .  ’

‘  honestly  i  had  to  do  it  because  it  felt  better  than  feeling  nothing .  ’

‘  that  thorough  fucking  shame  was  so  much  better  than  that  horrible  empty  feeling .  ’

‘  you  have  to  live .  ’

‘  i  don’t —  i  don’t  know  how  to  do  this  without  you .  ’

‘  i  learned  a  secret  :  there  is  no  without .  i  am  not  gone .  i  am  scattered  into  so  many  pieces ,  sprinkled  on  your  life  like  new  snow .  ’

‘  when  we  die ,  we  turn  into  stories  and  every  time  someone  tells  one  of  those  stories  it’s  like  we’re  still  here .  ’

‘  we’re  all  stories  in  the  end .  ’

‘  you’re  supposed  to  protect  me ,  but  you  say  the  meanest  things  to  me  when  i  try  to  tell  you  things .  ’

‘  that  was  really  wild  stuff .  ’

‘  that  was  really  wild  stuff  considering  you  were  asleep  for ,  what ,  like…  ninety-nine  percent  of  it ?  ’

‘  i’m  sorry .  i  should  have  made  more  of  an  effort  with  you .  ’

‘  you  tried  the  best  that  you  could .  i  should’ve  met  you  halfway .  ’

‘  people  fuck  up .  i  guess  you  don’t  get  that  —  you  really  don’t  get  it  until  you  fuck  up .  really  fuck  up .  ’

‘  i  felt…  nothing .  just  nothing .  and  it  spread  everywhere  in  me ,  this  nothing ,  until  i  couldn’t  feel  anything  anymore .  i  was  just  this  dark ,  empty  black  hole .   ’

everything that glitters isn’t gold.

i have true sight.

i’ll hit you with everything i’ve got. then i’ll do it again.

there’s no limit to what you can achieve, as long as you back it up with hard work.

i promised to keep you shitheads safe, and that’s exactly what i plan on doing.

i’ve jumped from higher places.

come, we’re going to rip our way out of this.

there you go, you’re learning my friend.

so, remember once you get in there…..pretend like you don’t care.

there’s nothing to be scared of.

are you able to tell us where you were last night?

there’s what is easy and then there’s what is right. if you confuse the two, there’s no telling what you become.

i want to finish what we started. 

i want to kill it.

catch ya on the flip – flop.

buckle up, fuckos!

all this time i’ve been trying so hard to pretend like everything’s fine, but it’s not.

we’re all in this together.

u mad?

that’s not enough to beat me, not even close.

paying attention is what kept me alive through the years. that, and my good looks, of course.

i have a bad feeling about this.

okay, stay calm. don’t overthink it and just keep moving forward: you got this.

show me what you can do.

focus, even in these desperate times.

yeah, that’s a no.

nope. 

that was the boogeyman.

there is a voice that doesn’t use words.

showing up when things get rough, listening to people’s problems, and supporting those in need: that’s how you become stronger, that’s how you grow.

you’re doing it wrong! 

let me show you how it’s done.

i’m gonna stealth this one.

what the hell is this?

the paint is still fresh, but i’m long gone.

okay, look. if we survive the next 24 hours, then i’ll take you out on a real date.

i’m going to be here when you wake up. 

you’re going to make it.

there’s just some things you’ve got to do.

where did she go?

bask in their fear.

he stops at nothing.

now why don’t you just fucking die?

no excuses, no equivocations…..no crying.

she touched your skin, you bear the witches mark.

this is no place for cowards.

you’d be surprised what tools can save a life.

if you don’t stop and catch your breath…..she will.

everything that glitters isn’t gold.

i have true sight.

i’ll hit you with everything i’ve got. then i’ll do it again.

there’s no limit to what you can achieve, as long as you back it up with hard work.

i promised to keep you shitheads safe, and that’s exactly what i plan on doing.

i’ve jumped from higher places.

come, we’re going to rip our way out of this.

there you go, you’re learning my friend.

so, remember once you get in there…..pretend like you don’t care.

there’s nothing to be scared of.

are you able to tell us where you were last night?

there’s what is easy and then there’s what is right. if you confuse the two, there’s no telling what you become.

i want to finish what we started. 

i want to kill it.

catch ya on the flip – flop.

buckle up, fuckos!

all this time i’ve been trying so hard to pretend like everything’s fine, but it’s not.

we’re all in this together.

u mad?

that’s not enough to beat me, not even close.

paying attention is what kept me alive through the years. that, and my good looks, of course.

i have a bad feeling about this.

okay, stay calm. don’t overthink it and just keep moving forward: you got this.

show me what you can do.

focus, even in these desperate times.

yeah, that’s a no.

nope. 

that was the boogeyman.

there is a voice that doesn’t use words.

showing up when things get rough, listening to people’s problems, and supporting those in need: that’s how you become stronger, that’s how you grow.

you’re doing it wrong! 

let me show you how it’s done.

i’m gonna stealth this one.

what the hell is this?

the paint is still fresh, but i’m long gone.

okay, look. if we survive the next 24 hours, then i’ll take you out on a real date.

i’m going to be here when you wake up. 

you’re going to make it.

there’s just some things you’ve got to do.

where did she go?

bask in their fear.

he stops at nothing.

now why don’t you just fucking die?

no excuses, no equivocations…..no crying.

she touched your skin, you bear the witches mark.

this is no place for cowards.

you’d be surprised what tools can save a life.

if you don’t stop and catch your breath…..she will.

Death. Decay. It was everywhere and everything in this personal Hell. The others had either escaped or were victims to his plight. The thrill of the chase—watching, waiting. Nancy Wheeler was his last victim and it was noticeably purposeful. The basement was a fearful place for Nancy, something she genuinely feared. “Ahhh!” Nancy cried out, no more than a useless rag doll to her subjugator. The concrete was hard, cold and utterly relentless as she heard the slosh of blood that had been beneath her. Eyebrows were wrinkled in frustration, anger—fear. Nancy could feel the fabric of her jacket that had been previously torn by her assailant during the capture, grab against the crimson floor. Her setback happened to be the fact that when he dropped her so carelessly, her ears rang within her head, leaving her disorientated.

 So a moment of being literally floored, it took Nancy two to three seconds to recollect her surroundings and thus the fight or flight kicked in. Groaning, she could have sworn she heard a different pitch of sound, one not of death and fear that the monstrous Beast before her would undoubtedly deliver but a sound of freedom. She crawled for it in a desperate attempt. Her legs could provide little support to her thus she could hardly run away so her best option was to crawl. Using her jacket as the needed traction to pull her body in this crawl, she knew beneath his ominous mask he would be watching her, stalking her. She felt the riveted surround of the hatch and Nancy’s breath hitches in her throat, her arms extending out so her sweaty palms could grasp at the first rung of the ladder of the hatch and attempted to pull herself closer. Nancy Wheeler’s escape was slim to none, but she had a chance…right?

unholy  torment,   unmistakably  perverse.   her  woe  sated  an  abominable  yearning  festering  inside  his  existence,  in  her  sacrifice  he’d  come  a  step  closer  into  delivering  laurie strode  from  her  dying  light.    as  a  beast  playing  with  food,  michael  took  delight  in  following  her,  step  by  step,  side  by  side  in this  sickening  game  of  domination.   her  battered  soul  &  marred  flesh  spoke  of  a  campaign  of  survival,   a  story  which  would  remain  entrapped  in   this  ‘trial’  for awhile.  

bookshelves. your muse getting touchy with mine in a library.

“There’s good people, okay? And there’s bad people. And unfortunately these people are real scum. But good people, like you, are stronger than they are.”

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