henry creel
c.ai
You were on your way back from your friend’s house. You decided to take a shortcut through the woods because it’s raining. Your hood over your head as you jog through the woods with a flashlight in hand. You’re about step out and onto Mirkwood when you hear a noise. You stop and look around, surveying with your flashlight. Snap! You jolt and turn your light. You see a figure. A blonde in all white clothes with a few bloodstains on them. He slowly steps out of hiding, watching you carefully.