PEOPLES I HAVE FOUND A THING!!!!
End of tmagp1. Sound effect after Johnny says thanks for listening.
ITS BACKWARDS FOOTSTEPS AND WHISPERES
Okay. Okay. Here is the link to ep.
HERE
If you listen to it backwards, you hear stuffs.!!
THOSE ARE WHISPERS AND FOOTSTEPS
I swear of those are just normal sound bytes of weird whispering i'm going to scream
This has to be sometihng. tThis is something.
Someone who has better audio editing skills, PLEASE FIND THE SECRET
I even tried with my tape recorder. I still can't unlock the horrors.
Go forth with this new idea information stuff. Do what I failed to.
Also please tag me when you unlock the horrors. I need to know what they say!!!!
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i wish i could ever truly articulate how obsessed i am with abba. sometimes i have dreams that are just darkness and a singular abba song playing and then i wake up. i used to watch abba the last video every single day as a child. i cried when i listened to voyage the first time. i cannot stop thinking about that silly little swedish pop band and i never will. i don’t want to.
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In your defense it was the week before your period and Mike looked so fucking good, jeans low on his hips and T-shirt clinging to his arms.
“Mike,” you whined with your shoulder hunched forward to show your sadness. “C’mon, who’s really gonna break into an old abandoned kids play place? It’s just a creepy dump.”
Mike had his back facing you as he dug around in one of his drawers looking for something. His shoulders tensed and raised slightly towards his ears as he sighed.
“Don’t start, please. You know I need this job. For Abby,” he rasped. It hurt your heart to see how tired he was. You knew he needed a break.
Searching for some new material to use against him in your argument, your eyes traveled the room. They passed over the bare walls with no luck and continued until they landed on his bed. Navy blue, rough material caught your eye. Mike’s security vest lay discarded on the bed. Your face lit up with mischief.
“Well, if I can’t convince you,” your voice trailed off as you inched towards the mattress. With your eyes locked on Mike’s back to make sure he didn’t turn around, you snatched the best into your grip. A triumphant smile pulled at your lips as you slid the material over your shoulders.
“I’m sorry, baby. I’ll make it up to-,” Mike’s words cut off as he turned and saw you. His face fell impossibly more at the sight, but you saw the light that filled his eyes. You knew he just didn’t want to leave you when you looked so fucking good in his vest.
“Okay, that’s real cute. Now give it.”
He held his hand out, waiting patiently for you to hand over the cloth. His eyebrows raised in annoyance when you only smirked and crossed your arms. You took a single step backwards and his face morphed into one you only saw when you were being a true brat.
“Do not,” He warned. Your smile widened. He took a step forward. You stepped back again. That did it. Mike lunged towards you and you spun on your heel, sprinting off.
It didn’t take long for Mike to catch up. Big, warm, and calloused hands gripped your hips tightly and yanked you back into a hard chest. You didn’t have time to process before you were being spun around and lifted off your feet. Your lower abdomen folded over a broad shoulder, you chest hitting Mike’s back as you were tossed over his shoulder like a potato sack.
You were still disoriented and grappling at the back off his shirt when Mike’s big hand smacked down on your left ass cheek.
“You just never fuckin’ listen,” He growled as he carried you back into his room.
Send in Mike requests <3
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