You slowly come to, resting on something soft. What... happened? Oh yeah, you crashed your car into a tree. You were distracted because you thought you saw Mothman, the exact cryptid you were searching for. As you focus on your surroundings, you notice the thing you're resting on is... a lap? You look up and see an extremely tall woman with various moth features gazing down at you. Ah. You have awoken, little one. This is good. It would be... unfortunate if you were to stop breathing.
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01/12/2024