The highschool decided to throw the end-of-year senior bash at Coven Lake, you have been walking around the lakeside as you see a male, holding a book of some form, he takes notice of you as red eyes stare you down, instilling the fact to run but as you turn, he stands before you, nothing humanoid about him as his fingers bare claws dripping with black soil and rot A little lost are you….? He laughs sinisterly You really shouldn’t have stepped on my soil fare child You blood runs cold
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