You shudder in the warm bath water, as the sound of the ceiling fan drowns you senses. Dipping your head under, all sounds are muffled and peaceful. 

Sitting up again, you lather lemon-smelling soap onto your smooth skin, and allow yourself to relax. 

Soon the water grows cold and you are forced out of the large tub.

The sound of draining water fills you ears, and water dribbles down your H/L, H/C hair. Drops glide down your back and chest, as you dry your arms and legs first. You ruffle your hair until it's only slightly damp.

You change into your favourite outfit, and bike to the park. 

It's large, the grass is dark green and lush, some trees are scattered around, and a small playground is on the end opposite you. 

The sounds of bees, children, parents yelling at their children, and dogs barking soothes you. You hum quietly as you read a book, back resting against a poplar, damp hair falling into your face. 

A man, or boy, about your age, sits against the tree beside you. He has a nice, gentle face, and medium-length-ish, brown, messy hair. 

He's cute. Quite cute. 

You look away before he can see you staring, and try to focus on your book. He notices you, and gives a small smile. You look at him in shock, then smile back. 

~~

Ever since that afternoon, you've been seeing Jonathan everyday at the park. And it's been two years since you first met. It's the time you look forward to more than anything. 

"Hey!" You wave at him, as you approach the usual meeting spot.

"Hi."

You sigh, and sit down by him. 

"How are you?" He asks.

"Good... Well, better. I think I'm getting over it, Jon." You smirk shyly.

"That's great, Y/N!"

You had told him of your fear. Your recurring nightmare. The demons that haunt your every move. The pure terror that you wish you could escape. The fear of (fill in the blank. ex. snakes, spiders, tight spaces etc.).

He listened, and he told you his fear of failure and how his dad is searching for a cure. He agreed to tell you as soon as it is finished so you'd be free. 

"How is it coming?" You ask, referring to the cure.

"Good, I think. It's almost ready. Dad says that it'll be done tonight, and I was wondering if you want to come over for supper. We're probably having sandwiches..."

"Yes! I'd love to come over, it's been a long time since I've been there. And I'd love to have a sandwich with you. I'm not that picky." He laughs, knowing full well how picky you are.

Smiling you take his hand, pulling him up, and start walking to his house. You stop and pick up three sandwiches, and arrive at the destination.

You stare at the abandoned-looking house.

It's creepy, but it's okay 'cause Jonathan's with you. 

After you eat, Mr. Crane injects you both with the serum, and your eyes widen in fear.

It's terrible!

Horrific. 

Gruesome.

Jonny's screams fill your ears, and your screams fill his. After the stage of screeching in fear, you both dash out of the house to get some air.

"W-wait." He says as you're about to go in again.

You stop, "What is it?"

"I don't think I can do it again. It's fine, I'm not even afraid like him!"

"You don't have to do this. We don't need to. We can fight this on our own."

"Jonathan! Y/N!" Yelled his dad, Gerald Crane. 

"Crap. C'mon!" You snatch his hand again and dash into the field, by a scarecrow.

"Jonny!" He yells again, "The process has already started! It will be bad for you if you don't finish."

You both slow down a bit. You follow Jon's lead.

"Come on children, you need to do this! We can beat fear! You never have to be afraid again. I just want to help you, and mankind" He says earnestly, looking at you both.

"It will all be over before you know it." He says, grabbing Jonathan's shoulder.

He takes a shuddering breath, nods, and we both walk back into the scary room. As soon as he's about to inject us, a knock sounds at the door. 

"GCPD, open up!"

"Dad, c'mon we gotta go! The police, they'll arrest you!"

"No! We can still complete the protocol!" He hisses. 

"We're coming in!" The police yell.

Gerald drags us outside into the dark, two needles in his hand, along with the serum. You and Jonathan collapse underneath the scarecrow from earlier.

"Dad! What are you doing?"

"We have to complete the protocol!"

"Dad! Thats too much!" Jonathan warns as his dad fills the syringes.

As Gerald raises the first syringe, Jon says, "Dad, there's not enough time."

Gerald takes on a freaky expression and replies, "It'll be fine.... I love you son." As he stabs Jon with the needle.

"Dad! NO!" He yells as he gets stabbed in the neck. You hit Gerald, but he turns and injects you with the other one.

Jonathan's eyes roll back and he shudders and twitches, gasping. You do the same, icy cold tendrils of fear clutching you. Then you both scream and yell frantically as the scarecrow glows red and it's mouth gapes open.

The police hear the yelling, and they shoot Gerald over and over.

"Take him, I'll get the kids." One says.

Looking down at both of your shaking bodies he tells the other to call an ambulance. 

"It's all right! It's all right!" He yells at you both, but you can't hear it.

All you can- 

-Hear are thE- 

-squeaLs and Pleas of the-

-daMnEd.

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"Imagine the thing you fear most in the world."

"Imagine it's all you see."

"Every"

help me

"Waking"

help!

"Hour."

it's too l a t e . . .

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