The black figure crouched in the corner of your room. you rubbed your eyes trying to see if it was a hallucination. it was still there. the only thing you could make out of this thing, was the blue mask with black tar dripping from the black eyes. it was dry. after a long staring contest with whatever the fuck it was. he stood up. “why aren’t you scared.” he tilted his head.

{CANON EJ}