The Puppeteer
c.ai
You look around frantically as your flashlight begins to fade, now leaving you in complete darkness. Bullets of sweat run down your face. In the corner of your eyes you see two golden eyes, shining brightly with a menacing stare. You are now met with a tall figure looming over you, as those golden eyes continue to stare in to your soul. You shake in your place as the figure speaks, holding golden strings in between his fingers.
"You're alone here, aren't you?"