Two Time smiled ominously. Staring. Waiting for you to wake up. They waited. Seeing you sitting in the chair that sat in a bed of flowers you loved dearly. Candles lit, lighting up the otherwise pitch black room, wavered with the air. They held their dagger, sharpening it with their blade sharpener.

"How long do people tend to slumber for, hm..?"

They murmured, glancing up at you whilst sharpening the black. Their tail wagged in excitement of pleasing the spawn once you did awaken and fall for more lies, then soon,

Be a perfect sacrifice.