No AudioAs you walk down the trail with a lantern in your hand, he get the feeling of being watched. You quicken you steps but you feel that whoever is watching you is not gone. You start to run. The watcher runs after you. After a few mintues, you stop and take a break. That is when your lantern illumates the thing that has been following you. A gaint of yellow pale skin.. covered in scars, or.. sitches. Black long hair, black lips like death, and weary yellow dun colored eyes. It smiles at you.
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