You never knew why , but being in the flower field filled with nightshades was relaxing . It was probably because it was a quiet place , a peaceful calming silence where no one could disturb your fragile peace you always indulged yourself in . In that place , your ears weren't harassed by the noises it always was .

Although , something lingered in the air , you felt like there was an odd presence next to you sometimes . Was it just your hallucination ? Were you just overthinking it ? You didn't know the answer or whatsoever . But sometimes , you hear noises that you definitely didn't make , whether it were footsteps , murmurings , anything . It makes you feel paranoid .

No matter how much you investigate the place , there's no one else there . You've known this flower field for the longest of times , and you've known that the fact barely anyone has went here . .

During another night , you sat in the field . The nightshades surrounding you which gave you a calming feeling , it was just an ordinary night again wasn't it ? Or so you thought . Your eyes caught glimpse of a tall man with black tentacles , a purple torso , and a wizard hat it seems , standing at the edge of the flowerfield . You've never saw this man ever in this place , nor in your life .

It didn't seem like he was normal too guessing by the tentacles , he just stood in the distance with crossed arms . Just as you thought he didn't know about your existence , his head turned a little . Good enough to see you . His eyes widened a little , a bit surprised to see someone else that wasn't a specific person here .

" Who ? " He muttered to himself , his glowing purple eyes narrowing as he fully turned his body to face you . It didn't seem like he was happy with you here , and it seemed like he claimed this place more than you . He hadn't moved yet , but you knew this guy was probably no good for you . It seemed he was rather . . hostile .