Lore cuz hyperfixation

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Saw the old lore in my old sketchbook and realized how much the story had changed ToT so yeah- cuz motivation I'm redoing it A part of the story for The Hotel, A universe I created <3 (Tw: mentions Violence, Bl00d, death, a g^n, and an @busive sucker) (Johnny pov) Johnny walked down the stairs to the hotel basement, where James had summoned him.. It had been a while since James had called him there for something other than work.. What did he want? Johnny felt almost anxious, but maybe.. It wouldn't be so bad? Only one way to find out, hm? Johnny managed to open the creaky door, finding himself in the basement.. The eerie, bl00d-stained, way too quiet basement.. But at least there was a light.. And under that light was the usual, what appeared to be James's next victim tied in a chair, A bag covering their head.. Johnny was confused, as he had thought this wasn't for work.. But also.. Was the victim wearing a uniform for the hotel? Before Johnny could process the usual sight, he heard footsteps, and there was James, the usual fake grin on his face.. The grin that made Johnny feel like James could see right through him.. James stayed near the victim in the chair, leaning onto it almost casually. "Ah.. There he is.. You're not late for once.. Should I be proud? " Johnny scratched the back of his head, that nervousness from earlier growing larger again.. He didn't respond, knowing that tone of James's all too well by now.. He was planning something.. What was it? James could see Johnny not responding, tilting his head as if he cared. "Nothing to say? That's A first, Johnny.. You usually can't ever keep that mouth of yours shut.. Especially not for me.. " Johnny sighed, deciding to speak up at last.. "You.. Called me? " he asked, his tone a bit more worried than he would've liked.. The last thing he needed was for James to see him in a vulnerable state. James chuckled, amused almost? It was always hard to tell with him.. "You see, Johnny.. That big mouth of yours led me to hear some things... And those things made me.. Well, sad.. after all, I gave you shelter, A job, and you talk bad about me? I'm disappointed. " James narrowed his eyes, almost glaring at Johnny now. His tone held that fake sweetness.. That sweetness that never meant anything.. Johnny barely breathed at that.. What was he talking about..? Talking bad about him..? He couldn't remember ever saying such.. He had always loved James.. Even if he never treated him the best, Johnny always wanted to remain at his side.. So why was James looking at him like that? Johnny felt like his head was spinning as he desperately searched for what he could've said.. James didn't let him search. Instead, he made things worse, as usual. He pulled the bag off of his victim's head, revealing Michael, hair messy, mouth taped, eyes tired... Michael? Michael.. Johnny thought he had recognized the uniform.. But what was he doing in that chair, all tied up..? James had said he wouldn't harm him... Unless.. "What's he doing here..? " Johnny asked quietly, nearly afraid for the response.. He usually tried not to seem afraid towards James.. But.. He couldn't help it this time.. James laughed again, this time it felt much.. Colder.. "Oh, Johnny... " James began, coming closer to the cyan haired boy. "You should know this by now.. everything comes with a price.. " he paused, letting the words echo quietly in the practically empty room. "I gave you so much.. And you betrayed me.. You broke my rules.. My only option is to teach you how to behave better next time.. " Johnny quickly shook his head, the words not making sense in his simple mind. "Yeah, but.. But what is /he/ doing here? If you're mad at me, then I don't understand why.. Why you brought him into this.. " His voice shook.. Dangitt, Johnny.. Keep it together.. James paused, his smile fading slowly.. It gave Johnny chills.. James didn't look the same without that stupid fake grin.. It felt wrong.. This all felt wrong... "I thought you would've figured it out by now.. " he muttered, almost annoyed with how Johnny couldn't tell what was going on. "I'd never k!II you, Johnny.. I told you you're mine, and you are..you're not going anywhere.. But I can't teach a good lesson without making sure you hear me the first time.. " James paused, pulling out a g^n from his pocket. He walked backwards, back towards Johnny's tied up brother and grabbed Michael by the hair, tilting his head up. " So, your brother is gonna be my demonstration.. Isn't that right, Michael? " Johnny's eyes went wide very quickly, his entire body tensing up. He could see the pain in Michael's expression.. It made him sick. "N-No! Leave him out of this! You said you wouldn't touch him! " James tilted his head, feigning thought. "Hmm.. Well, I can change my mind, especially after you broke your promise first.. And besides, be happy it isn't you.. " James pointed out, before aiming the weapon at Michael's head. (cont in n+c)