Experiment 8 [Creepypasta x reader]

You opened your eyes slowly, afraid of what you would find beyond the safety of the darkness. You where in a room, the walls, ceilings, and floor gray.

Four....creatures? They had a body, but it looked more like an outline, an outline of someone else, and someone filled that outline with color.

And they had a face, eyes, nose, mouth, ears, hair. They wore clothing, the same style, different colors.

One of them, who was kneeling in front of you, wore a white suit and silver tie. His skin was light gray, his hair white.

"Hello there," the being said, giving you a reassuring smile.

The smile broke, however, when loud laughter filled the room. The being kneeling in front of you turned his head to the noise.

"Shut up Insanity!"

You glanced over the being's shoulder and got a glimpse of someone else standing behind you, wearing a black suit and matching pants, black hair, pale skin, with a red tie.

"HAHAHA. You really think I'm going to listen to you?! I'm Insanity! I listen to no one!"

Insanity? you thought, confused.

The white haired one rolled his eyes and turned back to you, annoyed.

"Anyway, [y/n], I am here to say that you're in your mind. My name is Fantasy," a glare directed to the being behind you both, who was smiling. "Insanity," a sad look directed to a person sitting away from you three, trying to cheer up someone else sitting next to them in a corner. "Reality, and the person he's trying to cheer up is Sanity."

You nodded slowly. "Now, um, how unconscious am I?"

Fantasy shrugged and Insanity took the moment to answer you. "Pretty close to consciousness if you ask me." he yelled, still smiling. "In fact, you're in a sort of dream state, but just far enough unconscious to see the inside of your mind."

You looked around the room. "This is my mind? I thought it would be better decorated."

Insanity nodded. "I was going to decorate it, but these three hypocrites didn't like my idea of furnished."

"Okay," you said. "Hey, can I ask you four a question?"

"Of course," Fantasy nodded.

"How sane am I?"

Insanity laughed.

"Okay then. On a scale of one to ten, one being insane and ten being sane, how sane am I?"

"Negative infinity!" Insanity yelled, smiling wider.

"Shut up idiot." Sanity hissed from his corner. Reality long since retreated away from him, curling up in a fetal position in another corner.

"Hey, what's his problem?" you whispered to Fantasy.

The being glanced over at Reality, before placing his gaze back on you. "Well, in your mind, you've fallen pretty far away from Sanity. And, um, well, Reality and Sanity are pretty close, not like that, but pretty close. You would say they go hand in hand. Like insanity and fantasy. And since you aren't, well, sane anymore, you've gotten closer to Insanity and I.
    Reality, well, he grew, unused I guess you could say, and he drifted away from us. He was being, well, realistic. You didn't need him anymore, so, he just left us." Fantasy chuckled. "You should of seen him when you were sane. He wouldn't really smile, but he did his job, going around and telling us the realistic point of our ideas. Really he just crushed all of our dreams, but, now that I think about, I'd rather have him like that then what he is now."

You nodded.

"Hey, Hey, [Y/N]! Guess what!~" Insanity called you, his voice light.

"What Insanity?"

"There are some people waiting for you to wake up!~"

"What?"

"Insanity shut your big-"

"You're in Sender Mansion, [y/n]! And some people want you to wake up!~"

"What?!"

"Insanity quiet d-"

"Insanity shut-"

"Yup. You're in a room all by yourself if you're wondering though. It's pretty drab. Grey, kind of like your mind, but there's a bed, a desk, a dresser, oh look at that! You even have your own window!"

"Insanity n-"

"Shut-"

"HAHAHAHA"

"Stop cutting us off y-"

"HAHA. YOU WILL NEVER SPEAK!"