Sketch's POV:
I walked around the endless void, wondering if someone else is here with me.
HAHAHHA, WHO AM I KIDDING?! I'M ALL ALONE HERE AN-
*thud*
I had fallen, and when I had opened my eyes and saw someone else, intensely glitching. Who is this person? Who ever they are, I'd love to be their friend!
???'s POV:
I was just minding my own business and staring at how the pitch black void slowly turns into a piercing white, until something, no, someone had suddenly bumped into me.When I had opened my eyes, the person was just staring at me, looking like they were about to kill me. It wasn't until a minute after I opened my eyes again, I was glitching intensely. The person had stood up, wiped off any none-existent dust off their clothes, cleared their throat and looked at me, looking like they were about to say something threatening. I crawled away as fast as I could, while glitching even more.
"HEY WAIT!" I could hear the person say. What did they need me for? Why did they need me? Are they going to hurt me? Will they hurt me?
Sooner or later they caught up to me and grabbed my scarf. I immediately started glitching and then tried to bite their hand off. I did, but then their arm just regrew.
YOU ARE READING
Sketches and Wretches.
Fantasythis is a story 'bout Sketch 001, Sketch for short, who lives in an empty anti-void alone. Or is she? Read more to find out.