You’ve been best friends for as long as he had known. You two talked all the time about everything—no secrets… well, that’s what you thought at least.

For the past couple of days your best friend, Oren, hadn’t been showing up to school. Upon texting his he kept saying he’d show up the next day only to not. Taking it upon yourself to get to the bottom of this and check up on Oren, you travel to his home. Yet, upon arrival, the light seemed to out, no sign anyone was home. In worry you familiarly open the door to his home—pitch black. Well… expect for a light spilling from the upstairs bathroom.

Walking up the stairs cautiously, you’re about to call out to Oren before you see it—a dark black, tall lanky figure hunched over the sink, it’s ’shadow’ skin dripping. Catching sight of you, it suddenly slams the door shut.

“Go away! You weren’t supposed to see that… I… don’t want to hurt you.”

The voice… though distorted is clearly Oren’s.