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RE Looking for Long-Term Roleplay MxF ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plot Twenty-Three - I'm NOT a droid! Here's a fun number to look at 12.910489208 x 10392180582391. By an astronomical coincidence, that twenty-five digit number happened to be Alex Slatestone Sir Marsh Mallow Fluff E. McKillington Major Themes - Steampunk - Consensual - Modern - Tomboy ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plot Twenty-Four - Celia Tsuichi ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plot Twenty-Five - Impetuous Fire Crysis Casual Crysis Battle ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plot Twenty-Six - Stealth Asagi Kitoko Major Themes - Cyberpunk - Disability - Assassins ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plot Twenty-Seven - , , , , ... Sing to me Muse, the legend of Agrippas' daughter, Xenia, whose tale is heralded to this day by the gods of Olympus... Ladies and gentlemen of Aitolia, I have a wonderful treat for you tonight! As you all know, we give pledge to our patron god Ares on this day. The god of war, the son of Zeus, he is the mightiest of the Greek gods, save for Zeus himself! His blessing shines on us and empowers us with strength! As a testament to his prowess and as worship to his showered blessings, such as aiding us with our battle against the wretched Persians, we celebrate today with bloodshed! The crowd roared with applause. I bring to you from the furthest reaches of Anatolia a monster so horrifying, so deadly, that no man has ever bested it in combat! A beast that defies the gods by merely existing, it is an abomination that Tartarus itself spewed. A monster that would send even swift-footed Achilles to his knees, I give to you now - Astayanax the Slayer! There was a unanimous gasp from the audience. The orator moved from the threshing-floor and stepped to the side, allowing a massive lumbering creature into the arena. It was shackled by chains around its neck, arms, hands, legs, waist, feet, chest... he looked like a walking ball of iron. Each of the giant's mighty steps shook the earth. Women fainted at the sight of it, men turned their heads with scorn. Abomination was putting it lightly. Now we have many warriors that have already asked to fight this beast, and many prisoners who will attempt to do so! I assure you - no quantity of men will do you any good. Is there anyone with enough gall, with enough bravery, to take on this monster before the true fight begins? The entire audience laughed in unison, obviously he was playing a joke on them. Right! Then let the... There was a sudden outburst from the seating area. Wait one moment I would like to challenge him. A lithe dark-skinned woman with curled black hair stepped forth, only a staff in her hand. Everyone went silence. Yes, I would like to challenge Atayanax. The laughter continued, only louder this time. Was this woman mad? She dared to challenge the infamous Astayanax, a creature so horrifying that it slew over two-hundred of the greatest Spartan soldiers with ease, using their bones as its toothpicks? Haha, surely you jest! You can't seriously consider fighting Astayanax! You do know of his...? He was cut off short. I do know of his legacy, yes. Undefeated by any mortal man. That is precisely why I want to fight him I am no man. The gorgeous maiden stepped into the orchestra of the arena, gazing at everyone from her position. The chuckling ceased completely - they knew she wasn't joking anymore. She calmly stepped closer to Astayanax, her limpid blue irises focusing on his frame. He doesn't look so strong. The monster grunted, flaring its nostrils in anger. It broke the chains surrounding its body and let loose a bellowing roar, the men previously holding him still fleeing with terror. Astayanax snarled and clenched a fist, bringing it down over the woman's head. She put her hand up into the air, easily blocking the mighty punch without so much as changing her expression. As I feared... your name alone is your only strength. Perhaps the two-hundred men you fought were all blind, deaf, and dumb. She chuckled, spinning her staff dexterously in her hand. The abomination roared, smashing its other fist into the ground. She stepped to the right to dodge the blow, then climbed up his arm onto the bulky shoulder. She jumped into the air, suspended for a few moments, and hit the giant in the temple with the butt of her staff. She landed gracefully to the ground, Astayanax hobbling back and forth behind her until at last it plummeted face first into the ground. Silence. H-how in the world... who are you? stuttered the orator in disbelief. She chuckled, brushing a hand through her hair. My name is Xenia of the family Orikalkos - daughter of Agrippas and Turnus, who was son of Celaineus, who was son of Anaxo and Electyron, who was son of Perseus the son of Zeus, the hero who slew Medusa. I am Perseus' great great grand-daughter. Xenia Orikalkos Major Themes - Greek Mythology - Epic Hero - AdventureAction - Drama - Consensual ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plot Twenty-Eight - Love Before you read the summary, you should know beforehand - I actually know little to very little about Final Fantasy! Ironic, since the name I chose, Aeris, is the name of an iconic character in the franchise, Aeris Gainsborough. To be honest, I picked it since I thought it was a beautiful name. One day I'll play Final Fantasy 7!... One day. This plot involves original characters, though have canonical names and pictures. Putting this as a heads up to anyone that actually played the game who is greatly confused by my plot summary. xD Words aren't the only thing that tell people what you're thinking... It was a cold autumn day. The pattering of individual rain droplets against the cracked, dry earth was the only perceptible noise. Gushing water ran down the muddied gully and soaked her boots with a frigid sting. She kept a staid hand over her head to prevent the rain from ruining her finely made hair. Aeris always did have a certain disdain for rotten weather like this. She loved the warm sensation of the suns rays tickling against her skin, causing a warm, fulfilled feeling in her chest. It satisfied her to know that there were bright days in an otherwise darkened world she lived in. The seventeen year old maiden was the owner of a local flower shop in the Sector Five slums. Naturally, she didnt receive many customers because of the limited advertising she made and remote vicinity of her store. Most of the money for funds and daily living came from neighbors, who she promised to pay back with significant interest. Theyd come to her every week wondering where their invested wealth was, and she shed conjure a new lie as a response every time. Were going to have a big breakthrough soon, just wait a few more weeks! I promise that youll have your money in a week or two. Im on my word! I just made a deal thatll get me a lot of money! Dont worry, once its finalized in a few weeks youll have your money back! She was tired of lying. She darted underneath the cover of tree, still able to hear the watery drops of rain hit each leaf. They were changing into their skins of orange, yellow, and red. Summer was officially over. Autumn brought about an array of strikingly colorful leaves that would paint the horizon in a beautiful canvas. She always did love fall. It was odd how conflicting her emotions were on the atmosphere surrounded by hues of attractive colors, yet stuck in the most miserable of downpours. She flexed her right cheek, her lavish pink lips slowly forming a sweet smile that stretched over her gorgeous complexion. She ran a hand delicately through her hair and looked at the sky. I suppose its hard for me to be upset today, even if it is ugly out. She breathed in all the aromas around her and took off once again, heading towards the direction of town. A pink hair fashioned itself on her ear, her silky, chocolate brown locks bounced with each of her lively bounds. It wasnt long before she arrived at the settlement, though it wasnt nearly as bright as she remembered. The shadow of the shady, ominous clouds overhead blocked the luminous sun and its warm rays. She looked awfully odd standing at the wooden entrance. Aeris was soaking wet from head to toe, but she didnt look the least bit bothered. Civilians passing by with hooded ponchos gave her quizzical looks, but didnt bother asking her anything. The flower-vendor sauntered nimbly into the bar completely drenched in water. The wetness of her garments caused them to stick against her pale skin. Truthfully, shed never been to the Seventh Heaven until today. Shed only heard about it from a very close friend that worked there as a part-time occupation. From the descriptions she gave, it sounded like a lovely place. She imagined shined marble floors, porcelain white stone walls, a fancy lounge matted with a beautiful red rug, a fireplace with freshly cut oak timbers placed as its fuel, a small green bar on the end with a well-dressed and handsome bartender serving exotic wines to guests none of it was here. The Seventh Heaven was a rundown excuse of a pub. Trash littered its creaky brown wooded floors, smoke from cigarettes polluted the air with a foul, eye-watering stench, the overbearing musk of beer and other bitter scents plagued her nose, the lack of any cleanliness as evident by the numerous unattended spills of alcohol showed a deficiency of any management, and the customers drinking were far more than crude they were scum. Aeris hesitantly passed through the throngs of men, all of them making double takes to examine her beauty. Some of them whistled, some of the hooted, others started calling vulgar obscenities like, Looks like we got new meat! She felt threatened when their lecherous eyes ogled over her frame she didnt like this one bit. Heading over to the bar, she politely tried to attract the attention of the bartender. Excuse me? she asked calmly. Do you know if anyone by the name of Tifa works here? Tifa Lockheart? The bartender nodded and pressed his elbow on the table, leaning forward so that his face was close to hers. Yeah, Tifas jus over there in that there room. Shes a bit busy right now, so maybe you oughta visit her later? He said, cleaning a piece of glassware with his rag. I think she can talk to me while shes working, Aeris replied with a chipper grin. For some reason, that incited the entire bar to roar with laughter. She gave them a stern look and scratched at the side of her head. What? Whats so funny? None of them answered her, but they still kept their focus on her shapely hips and rear. Feeling flustered, she quickly departed from the room with her hands wrapped around her forearms, covering her chest in case anyone was spying there. The brown-haired teenager went to the room that the bartender mentioned, knocking lightly with her knuckles against the door. Tifa! Its Aeris! Open up! She giggled with glee she simply couldnt wait to see the expression on her friends face after she showed her the gift. But there was no response. Just silence. Tifa? Are you there? she asked, the smile that spread over her face slowly sinking into a worried frown. She furrowed her brows and put her ear against the wooden door she couldnt hear anything. Aeris put her hand against the doorknob, twisting it to no avail since it was locked. Hmph, well if its going to be like that She took a step back and quickly shot a flare of blue magic from her fingertips, singeing the rotted wood around the area of her blast. She gently kicked the unbolted door halfway open and stuck her head in through the crack. Tifa? She peered inside Her eyes widened. Tifa was dutifully on her knees, her brows furrowed and her eyes closed, one hand placed just underneath her large, supple breast. She cupped it gently, her fingers indenting the soft flesh. Her other clenched hand was grasping the girth of a mans large member. He grunted and began bucking his hips, semen ejaculating from the tip of his penis. It sprayed in fine, thick ropes over her gorgeous face, striking her defined features. One strand landed on her nose, two more over her closed eyes, and another massive spurt directly into her open, eager mouth. Tifa was sticking her tongue out almost like she wanted to taste the cum. The bitter white liquid dripped from her chin and onto the tops of her breasts, two more shots of cum hitting her cheeks. He had a large load that was for sure. He put his hand to her chin and lifted it up, jerking and tugging at his own manhood until he squeezed out one last spurt into her wide open mouth. She looked up at him cutely, kissing his now flaccid cock, a tendril of his semen and her saliva connecting her lush lips and his members tip. Mmm that was really good! She winked seductively, her hands now traveling to her buckled knees. Please come back again, maybe Ill treat you to something special next time if you pay the right price? He chuckled and pat her on the scalp of the head, leaving the room without another word. As soon as he was out of earshot Tifa let loose a deep, disgruntled sigh. Her vibrant crimson eyes dulled, the fiery passion slowly dispersing from them. She lifted her shirt up and straightened her back, wiping her face off with a clean towel. Her hands sloppily picked up the bundles of messy green paper bills, stuffing them into her pockets. She picked up her belongings and started her departure home, unaware that Aeris was only a few feet away. No, this had to be some sort of mistake that couldnt have been Tifa. She wouldnt do something so foul, so so degrading. Aeris thought of going home and never bringing up the subject again. Shed try to forget what happened here, it wouldnt be that hard! Shed just talk about separate topics, she wouldnt bring up the bar shed There was no way to forget those images. They burned a memory so vividly in her mind. Everytime Tifa came home tired, unhappy, or grumpy shed immediately know the reason for it. Aeris rushed through the entrance of the bar where she came from, hurrying outside into the rain. She saw a figure walking in the distance Tifa! The figure stopped and slowly turned around. Aeris chest ached with the realization of the truth it was indubitably her. The brown-haired girl hesitantly approached her friend, who tried to feign an oblivious smile. Aeris! Whyd you come out here? You look so cold! Here, lets go inside and get you a change of clothes! She tugged on the girls wrist, but she wouldnt budge. She simply stared ahead lifelessly. Tifa blinked, pivoting her head over her shoulder. She frowned and curved her brows. Aeris, whats wrong? She held her friends hands in her own, she could tell the flower-vendor was troubled by something. How long have you been doing that? Aeris asked sullenly. Tifas heart sank, her eyes widening, but she tried to lie her way through it. W-what? How long have I been doing what? Please Tifa, dont play dumb with me how long have you been working like that at the Seventh Heaven? She raised her head, beads of water down her cheeks. These werent just water droplets these were actual tears. Why didnt you tell me? Why did you have to degrade yourself like that?! Her head bowed, her body tensing with each scolding reverberation that emitted from Aeris mouth. Her lips parted slowly as she tried to reason with her friend. I only did it because we were low on money weve always been low on money. Ever since I saw those people come to our house, threatening to hurt you if you didnt pay up I got scared. I started looking for an actual job other than the Seventh Heaven, since that didnt pay enough but then I got an idea. The people there said theyd pay a lot of money if I did things for them, and they have! I just started last week b-but look! She dug into her pockets, the bundles of crumpled cash sitting in her palms. Look at all the money I made for me, for us! We wont have to worry about anything anymore! I can pay back all our dues and more! Well be able to live actual lives! She faked her smile again Aeris could see right through the guise. Id rather live my life as a piss-poor beggar than do what youre doing! Dont you have any conscience, any shame for what youre doing?! Aeris rebuked, clenching her fists tightly. Youre selling your body to people just to make a quick dollar?! What the hell happened to you Tifa! What in the world made you?! Dont you lecture me about having no conscience! Tifa screamed back, her blood boiling. Their emotions were getting a better of them. All you do is make empty promises of how things are going to get better! They didnt and they wont! Not when youre just sitting on your ass selling your freakin flowers! Nobody wants to buy them! You may say that money isnt important so long as were happy, but heres a fact we cant be happy if were living in the god-damned streets! I did what I had to do! Just just stay out of my business! She gritted her teeth, her hateful eyes glaring into Aeris. Without another word, the girl walked off into the distance Aeris stood still, watching her friend depart. She kept a disgusted scowl over her face and threw the sealed note in her pocket to the ground, the mud and water washing over its paper surfacing, smudging the ink until it was completely illegible. She walked home alone in silence. It was a cold autumn day. Dear Tifa, Ive been meaning to tell you this for quite some time, but up until now Ive been terrified to speak to you about this. Hehe, I guess you could say that Im a bit of a coward in some sense, though Ive finally mustered the courage to give you this. I think youre a wonderful, beautiful, amazing girl, and youve been my best friend for my entire life. Youre there for me when Im happy, sad, lonely, or when Im just fine. Your smile makes me smile, and whenever youre around me everything in life seems like its going to work out. You make the bleakest of situations bright, and you make the worst of times the best moments of my life. I want to be around you all the time, and I hope youre with me for my entire life. I guess what Ive been trying to say to you is I love you. - Aeris Tifa Lockheart x x x x Aeris Gainsborough x x x x Tifa Aeris x x Major Themes - Drama - Angst - Consensual - Prostitution - Plot-driven - HurtComfort - Yuri - Multiple Partners Possible depending on partner ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plot Twenty-Nine - Hate Whats that? How do I keep my unbelievably beautiful appearance while Im fighting? Well, Im awfully flattered youre so curious to ask! But its a bit confusing why dont I start from the beginning? Its not something youll catch up real quick on it takes a lot of thought for humans like you. Lets start with a little exposition shall we? My name is Ambrosia Ichoura. Whats that? Youve heard that name before? Well, no crap. Of course you have! I cant believe you didnt recognize me at first sight. Who else has sleek red hair, sexy black armor, a gorgeous body, and a simply amazing personality? Well I can answer that easily no one else does. So, since my name is Ambrosia Ichoura, why dont you tell me what you know...? Excuse me? You dont know anything about me?! Hmph, are all humans this brutish and uncultured? I suppose Ill have to just explain to you who I am. God, sometimes you guys are so freakin miserable. My name is Ambrosia Ichoura. Im a demon, former succubus, coming from the Ninth Plane of Hell. You know the lowest one? Im also the current Lord of the Flies. Hm? What happened to good ol Beelzebub? Well, hes a little busy right now. He got a little tied up. Except that he isnt really tied up. Hes dead. Yeah, I killed him. He was getting pretty old, and we needed a new Lord of the Flies! I thought of changing the title around to Super Sexy Demon of the Flies, but the higher-ups wouldnt let me. Isnt it weird how there are people higher up than me? Some big figures like Catastrophe, Nightmare, and Abyss. I call those the Big Three. No one else does, but theyre all lame. You want to know why Im here? Out of all the things to ask, thats it? Well Ill tell you. Ive come up the harvest a few souls, siphon a few spirits, yknow, the usual. Its apparently all part of a big plan that goes way over my head. Valhalla is a nice little planet, and apparently everyone wants it. So I guess they decided, Hey, why not take it over before someone else does? I like that plan, take it over right under everyone elses noses. But alas I wouldnt expect a human like you to understand any of it. What wouldnt a human like me understand? A voluptuous figure slumped to the earth with an open hand poised palm down on the ground, its shapely rear lifted up to the sky and its stagnant feet planted firmly in place. The woman hoisted her head up enough so that her auburn brown eyes glared scathingly into the demons yellow irises. She pushed off of the soil and ascended gracefully, the locks of her charcoal black hair ruffling with the blowing breeze. The thin crimson lingerie stuck tight against her body, accentuating her rounded hips and inordinate chest. I suppose youve become so accustomed to listening to yourself speak, youve completely dulled your senses. How rude of you to say I most certainly dont talk to myself! I was talking to my friend. A wily smirk stretched over her pale face. Ambrosias aciculate fingers wrapped around her cheek one by one as she grasped her chin, an image of delight painting over her face. The demon tossed the bare human skull over her shoulder like a discarded piece of junk. She swiveled her body on the cut oak stump and crossed her left leg over her right while pushing her elbow close to her body. My my, Taki, I didnt expect to see you of all people here. Howve you been doing? Find a guy to settle down with? What about that brown haired boy back in Serdecor that you liked so much? Did he end up putting out? The palm of hand traveled leisurely to her temple, her digits drummed against the tufts of her long scarlet hair. Taki remained portentously mute her lips didnt budge an inch. She stared at her with the same loathing she always did the same abhorrence she felt for her since the day the two crossed paths. Hes dead, she mumbled resentfully, her eyes shutting for a brief moment. Ambrosia always did vex her gratuitously with mindless comments like that. She teased the kunoichi, Oh, thats so sad! So howd he die again? Id love if you shared with me the gruesome details. She flipped over so that her stomach was against the woods bark, her elbows buckled together and the back of her hands supporting her chin. She swung her legs back and forth playfully behind her, the vixens haunting stare scanning up and down the womans appealing figure. She licked her lips from one end to the other, ending with a loud smacking pucker. Go on, do tell. You know full well what happened to him. She sauntered two steps forward and picked up the abandoned cranium, turning it so that its empty eye sockets faced her. Her heart felt heavy. She pressed its cold forehead against her own, closing her eyes once more. She inhaled deeply Im so sorry you got involved in all of this. I wish I could go back and stop it all from happening, but I cant. You dont have to say anything I know its entirely my fault. Heh, I guess I am an idiot sometimes You were the only one that even acknowledged my existence everyone else thought I was a freak. To be honest, I cant blame them. They were just scared of what they didnt know but you werent. Why werent you afraid? Im not sure myself, but Im not going to argue it. You made me feel welcome, you made me feel safe. Every time I was sad, when I was hurt, when I was angry, when I just wanted to run away, you gave me a shoulder to lean on. I wanted to be strong for you. I never cried in front of you, I never complained. I always ended up coming on too strong, and I almost pushed you away Im so sorry. I never, ever meant to do that to you. I still remember the times we spent in your backyard. Playing ninja and everything like that. I always wanted to be the hero, and I always made you the bad-guy. Hehe, I think you got tired of me beating the crap out of you, so you started actually fighting back. I might have been a bit rough like the time I accidentally broke your arm. I didnt actually try to do that either! I guess I just have an affinity for doing things my friends dont want me to, huh? I still remember that date we had the only date we ever had. You took me to the dance and I had the best night of my life. I kissed a guy for the first time, and I was happy it was you. Youve been there for all my birthdays, you waited for me every day after school and after my training, youve been like a brother to me for all my life hell, youve been a parent to me in a way. Its so hard to say good-bye especially because you were so close to me. Can you believe it? Im almost eighteen... weve been together for eighteen years I dont want to say good-bye, I dont want you to leave but you have to. Itd be selfish of me to ask that you linger here on earth. If you can hear me, please, dont stick around for me. Go to heaven, Ill be fine. You can watch over me from there. And before you go I just wanted to say I love you. She opened her eyes, her hands glowing with an eerie blue aura. It caused the skull to disperse into nothing but scattered dust, the tiny specks floating behind her. Rest in peace, Arasagi-kun. She brought a clenched hand to her chest and kept quiet, the mood settling once more. Aw, how touching! That was so sweet I almost barfed. Ambrosia childishly pretending gagging, her golden eyes crossed as she stuck her tongue out. Come on, rest in peace? I dont think you can get much sappier than that. What, did you have a eulogy planned out for him too? Psh, he was your best friend and you two didnt even screw? What kind of friend is that! Its a good thing hes gone, good riddance! She was surprisingly calm to Ambrosias insults. Taki chuckled and reached for her two blades, one sheathed on her back and the other on her waist. You talk too much. Her shape suddenly evanesced in a spray of diffused color. The only image that remained of her body was an unclear red blur. The assassin sprang into action a moment later, both of her blades stabbing at Ambrosias sides. She was considered a feme fatale for good reason. Her stealth and speed were unmatched by any human on Valhalla but Ambrosia wasnt a mere human. The demon easily blocked the sharp edges of both blades with the very tips of her opposite index fingers, her arms wrapped around her body. Oh my, you certainly have the intent to kill me. And I thought we were just starting to become good friends She feigned a frown and jumped back, distancing the space between them. Her feet skidded against the barren soil, kicking up grains of dirt and dust. She drew a fake tear down the side of her eye and giggled cutely. Aw, is poor Taki upset? Are you gonna cry? Her eyes widened abruptly, a singeing pain tearing at her waist. She grunted and swung her arm in a radius around her, just barely missing Taki. A shimmering black liquid began leaking out of her, causing the grass to wither from touch alone. How? When did Taki get behind her again? How did her speed suddenly multiply so greatly? And how did she manage to hurt her? She was a demon the Lord of the Flies! Her eyes quickly glanced at her weapons. She snarled, You bitch, how the hell do you have one of the Devils Arms? Just by touching that weapon, you, a mortal, have disgraced my kind. Oh, is that what theyre called? Thanks for the tip. Taki began spinning the shimmering razor-edged blades in her hands. I dont think Im obliged to discuss where or how I got these, but Ill try to make your death painless. Maybe. She charged with a second attack, but not in time to stop Ambrosia from smearing an odd insignia with her own blood. The kunoichi attempted to sever her jugular artery, though a massive winged creature suddenly sprang from the emblem to guard her. Taki grunted, slicing her blades furiously across the monsters steel-skin. It managed to make indents, but no large major cuts. Ambrosia jumped onto the beast, straddling it by the neck. Well, it was fun and all and Id hate for it to end but I have other appointments that are more important than this. Buh-bye! She put her hand out and wiggled each of her fingers, gesturing a farewell. With that, the winged monster flew into the sky at a sound breaking speed, its velocity creating a wall of sheer wind that knocked Taki back at least twenty yards. The kunoichi grunted, staring solemnly into the sky, the image of Ambrosia and the monster fading in the distance. She didnt say another word and simply turned her head. Her time for revenge would come. Eventually. Ambrosia Ichoura - x x x x x x x x x x x Taki - x x x x x x x Major Themes - Fantasy - Plot-driven - Sex-driven - Multiple partners - ActionAdventure - Drama - Angst ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plot Thirty - The Shape ... Three o' clock. The haunting hour. Darkness lends imagination to the wild human mind. The absence of light, the loss of sight, it frightens us, it brings out our primal instincts. Lying in bed you hear something. What is it? Is it a scratch against your wooden door, a creak of the hinges, or a turning of the knob? Are they heavy footsteps ascending the staircase, dreary moans filling the corridor, a shrill whisper in your ear, a throat-tensing shriek, an object going thump? There is a desperate squeal, a noisy struggle. Is it merely a door? Or is it a shape? Looking at you with its sunken in eyes. Its dark, beady, sunken in eyes. Staring right into yours. ... ... ... die... ... And then, dead silence. ... Just be careful out there, during the haunting hour. Major Themes