DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE

                                    

                                          
Alright, rabbits this chapter is a special little crossover made possible by the lovely @Ravin_Raven.  I highly recommend you head over to their story Currpted and give it a read threw! Also, I'd recommend reading her chapter so this makes a bit more sense.
                          
Enjoy My darling little rabbits.
                          
, yours truly 
                          
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Just like that, you were gone...Like the scene of the attic floors soaked in rusty reds faded from your line of site. His horrid sinister smirk suddenly ceased to exist. A late night breeze grazed the exposed skin from holes torn in your shirt, and along your bare legs. You were in a pair of bloodied sleeping shorts.
                          
The bittersweet pain that still lingered across your neck and collarbone grounded you to reality. Cold hard cement sat firmly beneath you. Your breath was still ragged and came out in quick sporadic waves.
                          
An unfamiliar scene was laid out in front of you. A nearly pitch black sky without a star in site hovered above you. His final words hung in the air.
                          
Y͍̜̟̅̈́̉ö̯̮̊̅ͅů̳̮̑̈͜ ẉ̝̭̍̿̋a̦̙̦͊̉̕ñ̡̤̞̾̎t̤̥̺͌̉̕ t̡̩̼̒̂̃ọ̧̋̃̀͜ l̡̛̗͗̔͜i͉̠̮͐͒̋v̡̮̝̄͐̔ë̗̘̘́̎͒?̨̠͓̄͑̍ Ţ̰̟̅̈́̚h̬̜͊̐̈́en͍̭̦̿̆̀ w̩̬̭̽̃͘a̧͙͉̾̓̽k̝̝̩̔͛̚ĕ̜̦̝̈͝ ţ͕̌͛͠ͅh̘͍͔͒̾́ĕ̹̹̗̏̏ f̨̭͙̏̇̈u͚͔̭͋̈́̑ć͔̲̻̆͘ķ̗͓̐̅̚ ụ̞͈̅̚͝p̪̰͈͂̍̆ r̤̥̠̍̉̽a̛̩̫͙̓̕ḃ̼̼̯͊͠ḅ̧̹͌̚͝ï̠̱̹̇̅t͉̯̲͂͠͝...
                          
Where were you? You stood with hesitation and a small shiver. Something was very fucking wrong with this place. You wandered searching for anyone...It wasn't very surprising that you couldn't find a single living breathing human walking about.
                          
If it wasn't for the dull throbbing in your head and the gentle breeze that coasted through every now and then you would have thought you were dreaming. This was way too fucking real to be a dream.
                          
Wandering beneath yellow street lamps that cast shadows, seemed to go on for miles. Definitely didn't do much comforting. A strange sound caught your ear...Your heart stopped. A low guttural gurgling seemed to rumble not too far off.
                          
Needless to say, you bolted in the opposite direction of the utterly terrifying sound. It echoed behind you. You ran like hell. You weren't paying attention to where you were running. Bad decision. As you slammed into a solid mass, and yelp as you hit the hard floor.
                          
 After coming back to reality. You find you're in a new place entirely. A boardwalk...The sky is a shade of dark crimson and the atmosphere feels absolutely fucking sinister. As things from all around were watching you. Like eyes peering down at you from every angle.
                          
Your stomach lurched.
                          
You felt like you hit a wall, but nothing around you could have hit you with that amount of force.
                          
From behind you hear a skeptical-sounding, "Hello?" You whip around to see something you couldn't comprehend. It was you... How the fuck where you looking at you? In completely different clothing.
                          
The words leave you without you even realizing "Please fucking help-I have no idea where I even am. And i-i..."
                          
A disheveled scruffy looking man with a strange look in his eyes stood next to uh ...um other you...," Wait a fucking minute Y-your Noah Maxwell from TribeTwelve"
                          
He lets out a skittish laugh"Yep that's me! Welcome to Monster Fucking hell! Now we should probably start running-"