It was in the middle of the cold hours of the night... no creatures around... no other beings also... just the sound of the leaves of the trees waving and the bushes.... The stories you heard from the Elder and adult creatures around the whole island about the Urban Legend, Shararook... the stories were made to discipline the little ones, as they said that they snatch them in their sleep. The mask that Shararooks wore represents the victim's Face Expressions.... Making you believe its all full of crap... You continued walking as a bush nearby started rustling loudly... a mask came out of it... its a familiar mask as it seems you are encountering a Shararook...., It made a few sounds...

Ttaaa...pp.... tcaapp... Crreeeaakk... crrrkkkk...