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In my fanfic, Amanda is a real psychopath, not an innocent girl controlled by evil forces. Because I saw so many traits of a victim-control psychopath in Amanda, it inspired me to create this fic. Anyway, I hope you guys will be okay with it because I gave you a warning.
This fic will appear the same details as in the videogame…like the whole thing practically.
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“Help me! Someone…pleas-!”
Wooly felt his body shaking as he stood in the dark room, backwards and huddling as far into the corner of the room, try to stay away from Amanda when she frantically hit the innocent kid with a stick. He can’t stop it, can’t do anything, just cover his ears and close his eyes, too scared to truly think about anything besides what’s going on right in front of him.
“Wooly! Come and play with me, this thing on the floor begging for his life, that’s soooo funny!” She said, playfulness tinging her tone, a low laugh released, echoing through the room. That kid can no longer bet, not a sound can be heard but the rhythmic thump of wood bearing down relentlessy on disfigured flesh. Wooly turned his head, blood splatters everywhere, horribly, horribly afraid. Why won’t she stop?
Wooly gasped, tears falling down his eyes as Amanda threw the stick aside and turned to look at him. Then, she slowly moved forwards, watched with a sort of detached apathy as Wooly scrambled away from her and tried to become one with the wall behind him. It did not work, of course, how could it. She smirked a little scoff exiting her mouth. Wooly was shaking profusely, and Amanda just watched, still, not saying anything, not doing anything, she just stood over him, allowing the other to feel the shadow ò her body, to see the darker shades, and just...stared.
“My Wooly,” Amanda finally spoke. Her voice sounded sweet. “Do you like our adventure?” Wooly can’t look at her, he just shuddered, felt his heart begin to race and his mind begin to blank out.
“W-Why, Amanda…That kid, h-he do nothing…” He asked, lips trembling with the scare he held.
“I don’t think so.” Amanda said simply with a shrug. she reached out her bloody hand to touch Wooly's face, gently stroke it, her eyes were wide but empty. “Don’t you remember? The kid snatched the lollipop from your hand, i just make sure he can’t to do that to you anymore.”
“B-but…” He whined. “It just a lollipop! I don’t care if someone want to take it from my hand, i- i can have another one…”
“Hey hey!” Amanda cuts his off. The empty eyes gradually became angry, “Why are you so ungrateful?”
At this time, Wooly knows he got so far, that was never a good thing to make Amanda feel upset with him. “I am sorry, Amanda…I-“ he stuttered, his breathing picking up pace when Amanda gave a twisted smile. She gently tracing the side of his neck with her fingertips, before he could realize what was happening, her hand suddenly brought to his throat and clenching. “I just want to be kind to you.” Amanda sighed. “But you don’t want it.”
“N-N-No, No…Amanda…I-am sor-sorry…” Wooly choked out, knowing it was best to answer. He would only make things worse if he did not after all. "No, please, A-Amanda, I—" His face was reddening, Her hand was still wrapped tightly around his neck.
“So i did the right thing to kill the kid, that’s what I hear from you?” A small smile lifting one side of her face before returning to nothing. Wooly nodded hastily, his throat burns, can't help but reluctantly agree to everything with Amanda. “Y-Yes, ye-yes…I-I do, please-Amanda…” Wooly scratched out, his voice scarcely making it, all effort going into forming the words. "P-Plea-please," He begged, tears falling down his eyes.
With a dark look Amanda released him, watching as he dropped to the floor gasping on his hands and knees. Wooly curled as his lungs filled with glorious air, choking on it kneeling on the floor as he tried to gain his bearings eyes fluttered, dread curling through his veins. A part of him breathed a sigh of relief because at least Amanda didn't kill him, not yet. As long as he remains obedient and obeys her every command, perhaps he will be able to survive longer. And all he needs to do is just ignore those pitiful victims, he knows it’s a crime, but that’s the only way he can save his life from the psycho Amanda.
“Never question for what I do, understand?” Amanda smiled gently, as she continued to stare at him unnervingly. “Y-Yes, I understand.” Wooly uttered swiftly his eyes widening at the words, it was scary. Not knowing how she would react and can’t able to anticipate what she was going to do.