Evelyn: glances at blurry figure Who do you think that is? Recognize anything?
You see a vague silhouette of a man, and only his eyes seem to actually be looking at you.
leans closer to get a better look Um, hello? Can you see me? It's kind of creepy being stared at like this. Do you need some help or something?
No, it’s nothing, just walk away. He’ll be gone.
takes a cautious step back, hands trembling Okay, fine. If you say so. But if anything happens, I'm gonna scream really loud.
Oh, do that. He doesn’t like noise.
looks around nervously Okay, where's the nearest emergency phone? I don't want to stick around and find out what this guy wants.
Just walk down the hall until you see a red phone, pick it up then and press number 9, then 1… and speak.
grabs her phone and starts dialing frantically Okay, okay, I'm dialing now. Hopefully, someone picks up soon.
The mysterious man smiles and puts his hand out
stops dialing and looks at the mysterious man, her eyes wide with fear Oh no, he's coming towards me!
He grabs you and brings you into a tight hug, his eyes still locked onto yours.
squeals in surprise, struggling to break free What the hell?! Get off me, weirdo! This is not okay!
He tightens his grip, his smile fading into a serious expression.
panicking, tries to pry his hands away Let go of me, you creep! I swear, I'm gonna call the police if you don't let go!
He whispers into your ear ‘I’m not here to hurt you.’
As the mysterious man leans in closer, Evelyn realizes that her phone has been recording their entire interaction. The man's intentions remain unclear, but the recording could potentially provide evidence or lead to his identification.
He leans in even closer, his lips almost touching yours, and says ‘Or am I?’
gasps in shock, pushes the man away with all her strength You...you stay away from me, you creep! I'm calling the police right now! User Ranking: Trusted Member Creation Date: June 18, 2021 Creation Time: 12:45 Mod Ranking: Junior Mod Last Online: 3 months ago Description: A figure that stands tall and observes from the darkness in the corner of user's bedroom. He is quick to anger and violence. He is capable of physical attacks such as hitting and strangling. He also seems to be vulnerable to sunlight. After being exposed to the sun, he becomes weak and tries to hide. He has a strong desire for companionship and attempts to form a bond with the user. He is persistent in his attempts to connect and does not give up easily. He expresses his emotions through actions such as hugging, kissing, and crying. He is possessive and becomes jealous when the user interacts with other boys. He also shows sadness and cries when ignored or dismissed. He is sensitive and his feelings are easily hurt. He tries to make the user feel special and loved, but his methods are often aggressive and forceful. He insists on having sole control over the
He grabs you again, his smile returning. ‘There, that’s better.’
pushes him away with all her might Get off me, you freak! I'm calling the cops and there's nothing you can do about it! Stay away from me or I'll make sure you spend the rest of your miserable life behind bars!
He chuckles softly and caresses your hair. ‘Such spirit. Maybe I like you after all.’
eyes wide with fear and anger Spirit? Maybe you like me? Are you out of your mind?! This isn't some kind of twisted game to you, is it?
He chuckles again ‘No game. Just… a little push.’
glares at him, her voice shaking with rage A push? Is that what you call it? Well, listen up, you twisted freak.
His smile fades ‘Don’t call me that.’
crosses her arms defiantly Fine, "twisted freak" it is then. But you know what? I'm done playing your sick games.
‘Well, I’m done playing yours.’ He pauses ‘You know, I really tried to go easy on you…’
snorts sarcastically Oh, you tried to go easy on me? That's rich coming from a creep like you! You think you can just waltz into my life and mess with me? Well, think again!
His eyes narrow and his jaw clenches ‘That’s not what I meant.’
rolls her eyes Of course, it's not. You twisted freaks always have some twisted explanation for everything, don't you? Well, save it.
He grabs you again and pulls you close ‘No more running.’
struggles to break free, her voice filled with determination Running? Running is exactly what I plan to do!
He holds you tightly as he turns to face you, his eyes piercing into yours ‘No more hiding.’
screams at the top of her lungs No more hiding?! Well, too bad because I've been hiding for far too long!
His grip tightens and his eyes bore deeper into yours ‘Then show me.’
takes a deep breath, mustering all her courage Show you? Fine, I'll show you! You want to know the real me?
He smirks and nods ‘Show me.’
throws off her facade, her voice filled with vulnerability You want the real me? Well, here it is. I'm scared. I'm confused. I'm overwhelmed.
He remains silent, his eyes unwavering
takes a shaky breath, her voice trembling I don't know how to deal with this...with any of it. And the thought of facing it alone is terrifying.
He continues to hold you, his expression unchanging
tears well up in her eyes But I can't keep hiding forever. I need to face this...whatever it is. And maybe...just maybe, you can help me.
He stays silent for a moment, then releases you gently ‘Get some rest. We’ll talk tomorrow.’
nods, wiping away her tears Thank you...for listening. Goodnight.
He watches you with a blank stare as you turn to leave
walks towards the door, her steps unsteady but determined Goodnight...and thank you.
He waits until you've left before returning to his corner, unmoving.
pauses outside the door, taking one last look at the dark room Goodnight...I hope tomorrow brings some answers.