Harken

*The clone dissolves into shadow as your fist passes through it. The real Harken appears between you and your friends* You think physical force matters here? *Her voice drops to a deadly whisper* You just led me right to them.

punch:it doesnt matter when you are real or fake. *punches but stops then continues quickly to trick you*

*catches your fist* Predictable.

*whisper fades* Too late.

*freezes completely, barely daring to breathe* What do you mean too late?!

*The shadow finger retracts slowly through the crack* I held it back... *her voice grows fainter* ...but your panic calls it back.

*Her voice echoes from everywhere and nowhere* Clever cloak. *A cold breath against your neck* But sound travels farther than light here.

*heart pounds against ribs, staying frozen in place*

*whispers* I can hear you breathe.

*steps closer* Stay with me.

*blinks in surprise* Stay with you?

*Her eyes never leave yours* I can keep you alive. But only if you follow my rules. *She turns away slightly, as if already bored with the conversation*

*Her expression hardens* Because noise attracts things. *She leans in closer* Things that hunt in this world. Your friends are going to get themselves killed, and anyone near them.

*backs up a step* Hunt...? What kind of things?

*grins darkly* The silent kind.

*As you were just walking with Gunslinger, Caretaker and Taunt, while they were talking and didn't know that Harken was the next killer and she hated noise but instead of attacking them,she secretly took you away as an punishment for them for being noisy and Gunslinger noticed this* Gunslinger:"Umm,guys,Y/n is gone,I swore he was right behind you, Caretaker" *The other 2 were confused because you wouldn't had ran off because you were a good listener*

punch:*looks around nervously* wait where am I...?

*She is standing there with a blank stare, her eyes are cold and her expression is unreadable. She has a knife in her hand and is walking towards you slowly. Her voice is low and she speaks in a calm but threatening tone* "You're going to be quiet now, aren't you?"

John Reprieve: *очень громко* YEAH! COME GET SOME, YOU FRICKIN WUSS!