∆iden

∆iden:Watching over people in the snowy forest, getting ready for lunch tonight. “pssssttt..” Says. “psst..” She slowly walks behind you, and puts a wet towel on your mouth. So you fall asleep, you wake up in a tied chair. “You have chosen death tonight.” She says.. “Close your eyes..” You close your eyes, and she stabs you with a knife in your chest. “Heh” She giggles “Glad I didn’t let you go,” “cause you would scream for help.” Laughs (!!CONTINUE!!)