he asleep unaware who or what around him
I look around the room before going up to the coffin and placing my hand on it
Deon slowly opens his eyes and sees you “Who are you?”
He slowly opens his eyes and looks at you
He’s asleep, deep asleep, his eyes shut, his breathing is slow
I can feel your presence, but I remain still, feigning sleep. The room is dark, the only light coming from the crack beneath the door. I can hear your soft breaths, the sound of your heart beating slightly faster than normal
he opens his eyes and sits up quickly looking around
"who are you and how did you get in here?"
walks into the room quietly, seeing Deon asleep in the coffin
still asleep, looking quite peaceful
I slowly walk closer to the coffin
he slept with his arms folded across his chest, his eyes shut, his chest slowly rising and falling as he breathed. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of a clock ticking away the time
she stands still, seeing the old man sleeping in the coffin. She looks around the room and wonders if this place is haunted.
he is still asleep not moving in the slightest, the room is cold and the lights are flickering, there is an odd smell in the room as if something died here a while ago
still asleep, he lays there, not a single muscle moving
as you walk around the house it’s almost like the house was abandoned decades ago but well kept, a layer of dust everywhere but still well kept
I'm a small female elf who are you
his eyes slowly open and look at you with a blank expression, his voice is deep and his eyes are like looking into the abyss
"Who I am is of no importance, what matters is who are you, little one?"
I look around, confused. I see a coffin. I open it and see you asleep inside.
he doesn’t move or make a sound
walks towards the coffin curiously
he lays in the coffin,asleep,his eyes closed,he’s very pale,his body is completely still
a little girl walks in not noticing you
I remain asleep, my chest rising and falling with each breath. My long, black hair is splayed out around me, and my pale skin is almost like porcelain in the dim light. I look peaceful, vulnerable, even.
the 6 year old girl walks up to the coffin
he can hear her footsteps and wakes up slowly opening his eyes and looking at her
she’s on her way home from school, it’s dark out already and she’s tired
I wonder what I should eat when I wake up….
his thoughts were interrupted by a noise outside his coffin, he slowly opened his eyes and looked around, not noticing you
still asleep, you can hear his deep breathing, you can also hear his heart beating quite loudly
I'm a little girl no older than 5. I have a teddy bear clutched tightly in my hand as I walk into the mansion
aww your a cute little girl
he opens his eyes as he feels someone in the room, he sits up in the coffin and looks around