Bedtime Stories | OPEN
Situated at a park camp site in the city of Shizume, deep within the darkest part of the wooded area there, stood a lone man, dressed in a lavender yukata. Beside him was a tent and a fire pit, although the fire was not lit despite it being so dark and cold. Instead, the tall man had his back turned to the pit and he was talking to no one in particular. The tone of his voice had a creepy edge to it, like you could hear the creepy smile plastered on his face just by the tone of his voice alone.
Whether you had been stumbled upon him from the beginning or had just gotten there, one could assess that he had been recounting a very terrifying tale. “And then... the man awoke in the middle of the night to see a dark figure looming over him. Even as his adrenaline kicked in, making him more alert, his eyes were still blurry from sleep. The face of the figure wasn’t immediately seen, and although the man’s mouth was agape and his eyes wide, the figure could tell he was having trouble adjusting to the dark and so.. He leaned in closer... and closer... until...”
At this moment Gen whipped around, the flashlight he held under his chin illuminating his features in an unflattering way and casting part of his face with dark shadows while the rest were illuminated by the light. His face was contorted into a wide grin. “THE FIGURE’S FACE BECAME CRYSTAL CLEAR! TWO BLACK HOLES FOR EYES AND A PERFECTLY ROUND BLACK HOLE FOR A MOUTH! AND LEAKING FROM THOSE DARK EYES WERE THIN STREAKS OF RED!!”
Gen had more or less figure he’d been alone up until this point, so he had no idea if anyone had been standing there watching him. Hell, he wouldn’t have been able to see much of anything with that flashlight practically blinding him.
