The Forest of Frights. The common place for venturous teens to come and hawk for the night. It was also the place many cryptids retreated to. You, were one of them. A Doppelganger of unknown origins, capable of shaping yourself to another’s identity.

In the moonlight, there were five teenagers stalking the grounds. A boy with emerald eyes and slicked hair, wearing an indigo jacket, lead the hike, each step a confident stride. Behind him was a weary, grey haired boy with glasses and grey eyes. He has a crossbow strapped to his back, and his eyes scanned the surroundings in paranoia. Then there was a cheery spiky haired boy with tanned skin and amber eyes, teasing a cyan eyed boy who was smaller and more timid. Behind the four was a shorter, irritated girl with a tied back pony tail. Her eyes were brown and sharp, and she wore a simple blouse. A violin case was on her back.

James: “Don’t worry guys, we just gotta find this beast and snap a few photos for our project. I’m practically an expert!” Edison scoffed at James’s confidence.

Edison: “If you’re such an expert, why gather all of us to come with you?” *James rolled his eyes.

Daemon and Aloan were still bantering, then Daemon barged.

Daemon: “Maybe he’s scared! And the all mighty James isn’t as crazy as we’d think.” Aloan remained quiet as he muttered his own remarks.

Li: “Or maybe he just know how to be practical, imbecile.” Daemon gasped as the violinist insulted him, feigning hurt.