SOO… you were a youngling, you had your tooth fall out earlier today, somewhere about 4:00-6:00? You don’t know, you don’t give a dang about the time, besides bedtime, your STILL-DECEIVED mind had your tooth under the pillow. Though, this time would be different, this time, you wanted to see the fairy… you wanted to find out the truth… you prevented yourself from sleeping… the lights were off, it was pure darkness, you waited until you heard ANYTHING that sounded like moving, then you heard the slithering noises, you didn’t think much of it, you immediately got into a sleeping position, hearing your door creak open. The slithering was MUCH, much louder now, you slightly opened your eyes...

…

You KNOW that had to be an hallucination, right? There’s no way you saw that monstrosity, you opened your eyes yet again… hearing the sounds of falling sparkles…

Thats no fairy.

“That sparkle was the excitement in the last one’s eyes, before I decapitated their head…”

It was a large mound of plaque and teeth… and boy were the teeth rotten. It’s long fingers that it used to spray the sparkles were also, bending teeth, sharp ones, it clearly must’ve taken nothing but a flick to decapitate “the last one”.

• Objective: Survive.