The sound of skin ripping and bone snapping echoed the abandoned hallway of the orphanage.
The monster lets out a grunt as it finally finishes its work.
Using the broken shard of a mirror, the monster traces a soft finger to its own face, Satisfied that it can fit into this body just perfectly.
Wearing this skin was easy. It was like wearing a jumpsuit.
"I-I'm handsome." The monster breathes, as he looks at his new face in the reflection.
He looked exactly like the young man that had just joined their recent game! The only difference was his dull, dead eyes.
No one would surely tell the difference.
He smirked in satisfaction, as he stood up from the dirty floor.
"One by one." He memorized, as he walks out of the room. Humming the tune of Kagome Kagome, as he grins when he hears the angry comments and mutterings of his friends by his ears.
The mirror shard in his hand reflecting his dead friends trailing behind him as he walks out of the orphanage, disguised as one of us.
FIN.
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Kagome, Kagome
HorrorThe path to hell only circles you. Circling you, circling you.
