RFD Stop, and find a place to hide.

From Create Your Own Story

You quickly glance around, eyes brimming with tears as you leaked cold sweat. Trying to calm yourself you found a rock, and quickly scurried over, evening out your breathing as best as you could. You felt your head pound as you remembered what you were running from. Death. You were running from death. It seemed stupid and utterly fictional, your parents had even laughed at you about it. Imagine their surprise when you ran away after finding the last clue on your bed, your sheets scratched beyond repair, letters spelled out and only noticeable if you left the cloth as it was. 'He's Coming.' There had been more earlier on that year, but at the moment you knew being distracted was the worst possible thing. Closing your eyes to fight back tears you looked over, just as the wind calmed. The cold simply disappeared, the air simply, neutral. It would have helped, had you not been frozen to the spot as a black humanoid figure walked through the forest, killing the flowers and grass beneath it. While it had the basic form of a human, it didn't have eyes. It had no mouth, no ears, and wasn't male nor female. A shiver ran down your spine as you inched behind the rock, its head turning smoothly as it looked around, blue tracing it's fingers. You needed to figure out what you'd do, now.


Do you:

Status
Health 100 Equipment:

Torn Clothes

MP 100
Level 1


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