WARNING: The following chapter contains heavy amounts of blood, gore, and violence. If you're uncomfortable with any of the previously listed, please skip ahead to the next chapter. Otherwise, viewer discretion is advised.

(Y/N)'s POV:

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

"Oh (Y/N)," A faint familiar voice purrs in the distance, "It's time to wake up."

I slowly open my eyes, and wince in pain when my eyes come in contact with the harsh brightness of a lone light bulb shinning down from above me.

Where am I? And why is it so dark here?

I groan and attempt to move my dominate hand up to shield my eyes, to allow myself to go back to sleep, but oddly enough, I find myself unable to move my arm, or any of my other limbs for that matter! They were all restricted; tied down to bedposts with brown, braided rope to a single, double bed I was currently lying on.

"W-what?! W-what the hell?!" I gasp as I start to tug and strain against the ropes, "What the hell's going on?!"

As I continue to struggle and thrash around, grunting and squirming with little to no success loosening the ropes, I am left unaware that a particular someone was happily watching me struggle and panic from the dark.

"I wouldn't struggle too much against those if I were you sweetie." A sickening, sweet familiar male voice purrs. "You'll only hurt yourself more if you do."

I tense up and stop struggling on the fly to the sound of the familiar voice.

That sounded like Baldi.

I quickly dart my head up and over to the darkest corner of the room, immediately spotting an outline of a tall, familiar bald male leaning against the wall, fiddling with something in his hands; it looked like a ruler.

I nervously gulp as the shadow moves, coming closer into the light, revealing itself with a small familiar, sinister red lipped smile and green turtle neck sweater.

It was Baldi.

A shiver runs itself down my spine at the sight and as I quickly recall the day's previous events.

The grand chase, Player's abrupt disappearance, my possessed students, everything.

I begin to struggle and shake faster as he creeps up onto me, my heart rate accelerating in speed.

He smirks at my predicament while gripping his ruler tightly in his hands, enjoying the sight of watching me struggle feebly against his ropes.

He slaps his ruler against his left palm, immediately grabbing my attention as he strolls idly up to my side.

I begin to struggle faster and faster, tears forming in the corner of my eyes, out of both fear and stinging pain from the rope burns I was creating around my wrists and ankles.

He chuckles as I continue to grunt and squirm, trying desperately to escape, but it was useless. The ropes were too tight; I wasn't going anywhere.

He kneels down beside the bed, and leans over me, extending his free hand out to stroke my left cheek.

Not wanting his touches, I snap at him with my teeth and he repels his arm back.

He frowns and tsks at me, prior to raising his ruler up and striking me across the left cheek.

I yelp in pain and quickly stop struggling, looking back up at him to meet his angry, dark brown eyes.

He points his ruler directly at me, inches away from my face and growls.

"Bad." He simply states.

I frown and growl back.

"I'm not a fucking pet, you sicko." I hiss.

He chuckles at my insult as he leans forward again, extending out his free hand to stroke my left cheek.

Not wanting to be struck again, I let him and flinch to his gentle touch as he lovingly strokes my cheek.

"No, but you certainly behave like one." He chuckles, "See, look how fast you learn."

I whimper in fear as tears roll down my cheeks. I hated this. I hated this so fucking much.

"Aw sweetheart, don't cry." Baldi purrs.

He removes his hand from my cheek and scoots himself closer, our faces inches away from each other.

"Here, let me get those for you." He offers.

Baldi opens his mouth and extends out his tongue, licking off the streams of tears flowing down my left cheek.

I shiver and cringe, whimpering in fear and disgust as he moves onto my right cheek.

"P-please s-stop." I beg, "W-why? Why are you doing this?"

He chuckles as he pulls away, setting aside his wooden, ruler onto a nightstand beside the bed.

He looks at me straight in the eyes with a wide smile.

"Why? WHY?" He asks, "Pfft, isn't it obvious (Y/N)?"

I shake my head nervously as he cups my wet cheeks, leaning forward to press his forehead against my own.

He pauses for a few moments to stare at me lovingly in the eyes.

"You're my star pupil (Y/N); my lil apprentice and most importantly" He pauses while planting a small, loving kiss against my forehead. "My greatest success."

I shiver and shake to his romantic touches.

Apprentice? Greatest success? What on Earth is he talking about?

He notices my confusion as he pulls away from me.

"Well mostly." He clarifies rudely with a sly shrug, prior to opening the nightstand drawer and pulling out my (F/C) notebook. "By the looks of things, it appears you still need a bit of work."

I watch nervously as he opens up my notebook, licking his fingers and flipping through the pages, analyzing every question of his I've ever solved.

"But don't worry!" He says abruptly while shutting the notebook loudly and startling me. "As your former teacher and,"

He pauses, leaning down inches away from my face again, smirking.

"Role model," He whispers with a wink, "I'll be more than happy to take you back under my wing!"

I shiver in fear.

I didn't like where this was going.

"But first," He pauses once more, frowning slowly as he stood up and set the notebook aside onto the nightstand, next to his ruler, "You're going to need to be punished, for what you did to me earlier."

Fearing the worst, I shut my eyes tightly, expecting him to quickly grab his ruler off the nightstand and start hitting me over and over again just like last time, but instead, nothing happens.

I open my eyes and turn my head around to face Baldi as I hear him open up the nightstand drawer once more, beginning to search and rummage around within, searching for something specific.

"W-what are you g-going to do to me?" I ask worryingly.

He chuckles as he continues searching.

"You'll see," He chuckles happily. "It's a surprise!"

A fearful chill coasts down my spine to his unusual and excitable words.

I didn't like how he said that.

"Ah, there she is." He says merrily as he pulls out from the drawer a small, polished, wooden carving knife with the initials 'BB' on the end of it. "Quite a beauty isn't she?"

I gulp as I nervously stare back at the sharp knife he held in his hands.

What was he planning on doing with that?

He chuckles towards my silence as he begins to make his way back over to me.

"I'll take your silence as a 'yes' then" He smirks.

Fearing for my life, I begin to panic and struggle feebly against the ropes, as he approaches me with the knife; a maniacal looking smile etched onto his face.

"N-no! Stop please!" I scream as he climbs onto the bed and on top of me. "I'm sorry for punching you earlier, please just let me go! Don't hurt me! Please!"

He laughs manically towards my pleas.

"Oh hush now darling." He says while stroking the knife's blade gently across my right cheek. "I'll be quick with it. I promise."

I shiver and whimper as he pulls back the top, left half of my long sleeve shirt, exposing my scarred skin and shoulder. He drags the blade along the lower part of my collarbone, humming to himself in thought.

"This looks like a good spot for it." He mumbles to himself, "Oh wait! I almost forgot!"

Reaching over into his nightstand drawer again, Baldi pulls out a dirty, white rag and gives me a devious smile as he holds it up above me.

I quickly figure out where this was going when he begins balling it up with his free hand.

"N-no wait! Pleas-"

Silencing my protests, Baldi shoves the rag deep into my throat, making me cough and gag against it; trying my best to spit it back out.

He rolls up his green, turtle neck sleeves with a evil smile as I continued to choke and gag.

"Are you ready?" He chuckles.

I desperately shake my head, mumbling pleas against the cloth for him not to do it, to not hurt me!

He doesn't listen to me and only smiles wider to my pleas as he raises the knife up, and plunges it straight back down, deeply into my left shoulder.

I scream out in agony against the cloth as he starts digging and carving the knife into my flesh, blood pouring out of the wound and onto the bed as fast as my tears.

"PLEASE STOP!" I muffle scream.

He only laughs as he pulls out the knife, and plunges it back down again, carving just as deep as the previous wound next to it.

I cry out in agony once more, my body tensing up and cringing to the overwhelming pain Baldi continues to inflict onto me, as he carves and stabs away at my fragile body.

My eyes naturally begin to roll in the back of my head, as my body begins to shut down, forcing me to go into shock.

I don't fight it and give in to my body's pleading demands, feeling myself slowly fade away, before being pulled abruptly back, by a painful slap across the face.

My eyes shoot wide open and I shake my head as I stare bewildered back up at Baldi.

He grips my neck tightly with his blood covered left hand and growls.

"You are NOT passing out on me." He yells in my face, "I want you to feel every bit of pain you made me feel the day you left me."

He presses the knife back down into my flesh, making me scream and cry out for mercy.

He finds this amusing and deeply chuckles.

"God, your screams are so hot." He comments as he continues to carve into my flesh. "Keep screaming for me would you doll?"

He extracts the knife and plunges it back down again, making me wail out in pain to his pleasure.

I wanted him to stop, pleaded for him to stop, but he just wouldn't listen. He'd only smile, and cut, tear, and stab deeper into my flesh, warranting me to either scream, cry, or wail to his sick delight.

It wasn't until after what felt like to be years, did he finally stop, extracting the blood covered knife from my shoulder one last time, before gently wiping the blood off the blade and onto his green sweater with a gleaming red lipped smile.

"There, that wasn't so bad now wasn't it?" Baldi smiles.

I groan against the rag, and pant as he removes it from my mouth, using it to wipe up the blood from my throbbing left shoulder.

"Y-you...s-sick...bastard." I groan. "What...d-did you do to me?"

He chuckles.

"See for yourself darling." He smiles while tossing the bloody knife and rag onto the nightstand. "I think you'll like it."

Curious and weak, I hesitantly lift my head up and look down, gasping at the mortifying sight.

He had carved his name, 'BALDI', into my skin.

"Beautiful, is it not?" Baldi asks prior to leaning himself forward to stroke my hair and kiss my forehead again, "Honestly, I think I did a pretty good job if I do say so myself."

A cry escapes past my lips as I continue to stare at it, a strong pressure of anxiety building up within my chest.

"Why?" I demand through tears, "Why would you do that?!"

He smiles.

"To show and protect what's mine sweetheart," He simply states while cupping my cheeks, his face inches away from my own, "Can't have my lil (Y/N) running around without a tag now can I?"

My lips quiver and my body shakes, as fresh tears roll down my face.

I was beginning to lose it.

"Alright, now you just sit tight sweetheart," Baldi coos as he sits up, slowly dismounting me, "I'm going to go grab you some-"

I couldn't keep it in any longer and begin to scream, hyperventilating and thrashing about in the bed, desperate for freedom.

This was all too much for me!

I had to get out of here!

I NEEDED to get out of here!

Baldi quickly notices my distress and takes action, racing back over to me and restraining me from hurting myself any further by wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into a bear hug; snuggling up next to me in the bed.

It doesn't help.

"LET ME GO!" I scream and cry, "PLEASE JUST LET ME GO! I WANT TO GO HOME!"

He winces to my constant screaming in his ear, but ignores my protests.

"Shh, sweetheart, it's okay" He hushes in my right ear, "Don't cry. Please just calm down."

I ignore him and continue to struggle and cry, bawling my eyes out as fear took over my body. Forcing me into a regression stage.

"I WANT MY MOM! PLEASE I WANT TO SEE MY MOM!" I sob. "WHERE IS SHE?! WHERE'S MY MOTHER?!"

Baldi sighs and pulls me closer, trying his best to restrain me from hurting myself any further as my violent episode continued.

In an attempt to get me to relax, Baldi grabs a gentle hold of my chin and directs my head over to face him as I continue thrashing about, crying hysterically.

"Look at me." He commands.

I ignore him and continue to struggle.

He growls and tightens his grip on my chin, making me cry out in pain.

"Look at me!" He yells.

Terrified beyond belief, I obey him and quickly look up, meeting his bright, hypnotizing red eyes.

My mind quickly goes blank and my struggles falter as I stare back, my body slowly melting into his warm and tight embrace.

He smirks to my obedience and leans forward, placing a gentle kiss on top of my lips.

My body hungrily returns the gesture and kisses him back, gently biting his bottom lip.

He chuckles to my eagerness, and opens his mouth, granting me access to explore his wet cavern. I shakily moan into the kiss as my tongue weaves itself around Baldi's, our tongues battling for dominance.

He easily wins the battle and withdraws himself from the kiss, the lack of air getting to him.

My body pants and gasps, whining as it eagerly stretches and strains itself to sit up and kiss Baldi again; the heat in the pit of my stomach growing to be too much for me to handle as I continue to stare into his mesmerizing eyes.

He laughs as I continue to struggle beneath him, my eyes pleading for more of his loving affection.

He gently kisses my nose and leans his forehead against my own, bringing his hands up to cup my redden cheeks as he intertwines our bodies together, making my heart flutter with delight and eager anticipation.

"Let's continue where we let off, shall we?"

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