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🟠 nes :(

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🟠 nes <3 @notnessong • just now •••

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NOW WE'RE DOING INDIVIDUAL

HUNTS?1??1?1?1 IN THIS ECONOMY

?????(()))?82$374'whwhejjrhreh

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🟠 nes <3 @notnessong • just now •••

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dear best days,

if you never hear from me again, i'm

sorry. i was killed by a demon. thank

you to everyone. thank you to my mom.

shoutout every musician i stan. ily liv.

love u, talk hopefully soon

wednesday sòng

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🟠 nes <3 @notnessong • just now •••

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p.s. i just came up with the name "best

days" for y'all. like besties, but i added

days because my name is wednesday &

wednesday is the best day of the week.

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"nes, what are your thoughts going down there into the basement? any plans to see the bent neck lady?" olivia holds out a lit flashlight like a mic to the first victim of the basement.

"well, liv, flashlight as a microphone bit, huh?" wednesday sighs.

"pretty funny, i can't believe we've never done this." olivia smiles as the camera pans to her.

wednesday turns to stare into the camera's lens as olivia continues the interviewer bit, "so what are your thoughts going down into the basement as a solo investigation. tell us where your head's at?"

"i certainly do not love the thought of going down to the creepy demon-infested basement by myself. basically, i'm starting to emotionally shut down. excuse me while i tweet this."

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🟠 nes <3 @notnessong • just now •••

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gopro is coming down with me to doc

my nightmares come alive.

p.s. - i'm starting to emotionally shut

down.

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the scaredy-cat part of the unit treks down the short flight of stairs that lead to the basement, cradling a small water gun filled with holy water.

the gopro strapped to their chest shows a scene, in night vision, of a brick room filled to the brim with unused stuff. piles of furniture sit stacked on top of each other, cobwebs cover the ceiling and cling to any support beam, and the sounds of rodents scurrying across the concrete floor.

"this is disgusting." wednesday comments to the camera as they carefully maneuver around the hazardous maze.

"isn't this, like, a fire hazard or just hazardous in general? one of those stacked chairs could fall and hit me."

wednesday just tells themselves to be super super super super careful not to bump into anything. they continue pointing the gun blessed by god and a flashlight in the other hand.

"i'm just more annoyed by the musty smell and that i have to sleep on the floor without olivia!" wednesday complains as they continue moping around the pits of their own designated hell.

they're going to be sleeping in sleeping bags and a small tent, but still, that won't be enough to allow the tired ghost hunter more than three hours of sleep tonight.

if they're lucky enough to close their eyes and be welcomed to sweet dreams instead of nightmares.

as they continue walking around, a loud banging noise scared them as they let out a shriek and rapid fires of holy water from their gun.

"why the fuck? did y'all see that?" they shriek as they point their go pro at a stack of chairs that fell a few inches in front of them.

" i wasn't even touching that!" they continue staring wide-eyed as they wrapped their arms around their body, in an attempt to become smaller. "what if a ghost did that?"

or a demon.

the thought of a demon fucking around scared wednesday to their core.

"is this because i called this place musty? i'm sorry then, but it's true!"

when the vlogger reached the end of the room, and a dead end, they turned around to head back when their flashlight stopped working.

"oh god. y'all, my flashlight just died which is unfortunate because i cannot see the path to get back up."

wednesday slowly begins going back the path by taking tiny steps and waving their hands in front of them, so they don't bump into the unstable walls of crap.

once they're about to reach the half way point, or so they think, something tugs their hair. wednesday let's out a blood curling scream, dropping down to the floor and burying their head under their arms.

this is what causes them to start crying.

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🟠 nes <3 @notnessong • just now •••

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lol,,,, wha if... i juts... pull an    all-nighter

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🔘 liv @imlivrodrigo • just now •••

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okay, nes. ur time is up u can come

back up.

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🟠 nes <3 @notnessong • just now •••

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THANK FUCK OH MY GOD I NEED

A HUG FROMG YOU 🔫😭

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after feeling a puff of air on the back of their neck, wednesday books it up the rickety stairs. not even caring how obvious the wooden steps are so close to collapsing, completely disregarding safety now in seek of comfort.

the holy water gun wielder throws the basement door open and jumps into the arms of their best friend who waited on the other side of the door.

"you can't go down their, liv!" wednesday cries into olivia's shoulder as the girl rubs their back.

"what happened down there? w-wait—" olivia tries to pull back, but wednesday refuses and clings closer, "are you crying, nes?"

they nod their head and olivia's heart breaks. the crew meets olivia and they decide to call a break. and that it's too dangerous for olivia to go back down after wednesday explains what happened.

"i can't believe the owners didn't secure the basement after they said it was okay to film down there." olivia angrily says as she continues calming down her best friend. "that's such a hazard. i should have gone down with nes."

"why don't we just skip olivia's solo investigation this time and just let them sleep. i'll look into getting an appointment with a counselor tomorrow, if wednesday wants to talk." their manager says as they check up on wednesday.

"yeah, let's just go to sleep. i think i'll feel better." wednesday tells their manager and loosens their hold on olivia.

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author's note

STAYC GIRLS, IT'S GOING DOWN !!!

hi, your favorite stem major who can't do science or math is back.