Inktober but it's written stuffs

Day 24: Another fourth wall break

The dark teared skeleton quickly looked around, confused about where he was suddenly teleported. He found himself in a blank white void. He quietly grumbled to himself as he tried opening a portal. Sadly, it didn't work.

He sighed as he looked around. He shivered as he didn't really like it here.

Suddenly a glass like window opened. He flinched as he wasn't expecting it. He blinked as he slowly approached it.

"The hell?" He asked himself before widening his eyes and pressing his hands into the glass. "Whoa, it's words! And it's describing everything I say and do! Fuckin' weird!"

He then saw something past the words, something behind it. He saw a figure, someone was looking at the words that were on the page. He then gasped slightly and backed away from the glass like screen.

"Is that- are they- huh?" He asked aloud in confusion. He pondered what it could be before a grin spread across his teeth, it clicking in his kind of what it could be. "Hey sexy, that's reading every move and everything I say."

There was no response.

"Heh, scared of me?" He asked with a slightly wider grin. "I'd be happy to see what you look like instead of seeing the shape of you."

There still was no response.

"Playing the quiet game I see," Killer said, clicking his tongue as he slowly paced around in a small circle before facing the screen again. "That's what makes this more hot, you being silent and all while you read my every move. Quite sexy I must say."

He then scratched the back of his head, at a loss of what to say. He wanted to say so many other things but wasn't sure if it would work.

"Wanna come through the weird portal thing and come on a date with me?" He asked, licking the tops of his top teeth. "I know a perfect bar that we could get some drinks."

Yet again, there wasn't a response.

He tried a few more times before sighing in defeat. "Well, this ain't gettin' no where," he said to himself before pulling a knife out of his pocket and going back over to the screen. "Maybe this'll do something."

He then stabbed the screen. It cracked and made a horrible sound with it, the screen going into multiple colors before blacking out and disappearing.

He hummed before slipping the knife back into his pocket. "Well, that wasn't what I was expecting." He then let out a small laugh.

He attempted to make a portal again, this time it was successful. He hopped through and plopped himself into the bed.

This was an odd occurrence to him, not in a million years he thought this would happen, nor did he know that it could happen. Either way, he just was glad to be back in his room.