Haunted House (Plague)
Shelby
10-29-2020, 09:44 PM
Just as he pressed his shoulder and ear to the door to listen closer, he heard a loud crash on the other side and he jumped back a step - the sudden sound making his heart rate spike. After a few long moments of silence he let out a slightly shaky sigh and he steeled himself so that he could finally push open the door. He moved slowly and cautiously, the door pushing away whatever it was that had hit the door to begin with. Peeking around the door and blinking to adjust to the change in light, he scanned the floor and saw pieces and bits of what would have formed a large glass orb. It was hard to tell what it really was or what could have sent it flying in his direction, but he was at least grateful that he'd narrowly escaped having that thing hit him instead. The pale wolf stepped over the pieces of glass carefully before lifting his eyes to look at the room around him and his eyes grew wide. There were countless figures hanging all around the room, all with slightly different shapes and forms. He stood frozen in place as he took it all in, watching them sway unnervingly even though there didn't seem to be a breeze. As his gaze continued to scan his surroundings he saw that the figures didn't stop at just the ones hanging around the room from the ceiling - they lined the walls on shelves as well. From here he couldn't really make out any distinguishing features of them so he dared to walk a bit closer to the one hanging closest to him so he could examine it a bit more throughly. It was a grotesque conglomeration of bits and pieces that didn't seem to make sense or fit together in any sort of sensible fashion. Some of the pieces he could kind of recognize from various animals, but some he couldn't. It made him pull up a lip in a bit of an uneasy snarl. When he glanced down at the glass sphere that was shattered from being thrown against the door, he realized that it was a similar shape to the head of the doll he was looking at and something about it made his hackles bristle. Shifting his gaze toward the center of the room, his eyes landed on a pile of bits and pieces that all seemed to be things that made up these creepy, unnatural figures. Taking a couple of steps closer to the pile to investigate, Plague's eyes glanced down to the soft looking body that seemed to make up the middle portion of all of these dolls. A body-less voice whispered to him, sounding like it was coming from just behind his ear. It made his head quickly turn to look, but no one was there. Fix me. The voice made his skin crawl and he took a step back from the limbless "body" with a hard shake of his head. Nope, not a chance. Whatever was happening here - he wanted nothing of it. However... he knew not a soul was going to believe him when he went back if he tried to tell this story. It was too fantastical and too much like a nightmare to be believable. His emerald eyes looked to the dolls hanging around him and went back to the one he had been examining before. Well, if they wouldn't believe him, then he was going to have to take proof. He went to pull it down, attempting to remove it from where it was hanging. |
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