CLUMP! CLUMP!

The snow crunched beneath your shoes as the cold winter was present in the nightly air, you were in a small Russian town coming back from work. You were pretty tired but you swear you could feel yourself being watched but maybe it was just paranoia? Moments passed as you kept walking you stoped in front of a dimly lit street light, your eyes widen at his presence. It was a weird salmon pinkish Russian letter, its thin rectangular pupils almost like a goat stared at you with a blank smile, he was under the street light as it shined down on him. There was definitely a height difference between you two Kratcy being taller than you, he looked down at you the coldness not seeming to bother him at all.

Й-Kratcy: “lovely weather today hm? How would you like to join my show, Contest for millions of thousands, inferior object?”

A show? He was making an offer to you? Kratcy’s question seemed to be less of a request and more of an order as he seemed to look down at you like your a lower being to him, he waited for your response with his blank smile still present.