Error: Figure
Fell: Jack
Ink: ScreechFell knocked on the door of the closet, his smoke making the room appear a lot darker than normal. He didn't like to stay out of the closet for too long as it make ambushing and jumpscaring humans a hell of a lot less effective. Plus he can't exactly help kill any humans if he's out in the open.
The door of the closet creaked open ever so slightly, exposing a single shy skeleton, bathed in a dark smog. As soon as it laid it's white glowing eyes on Fell it seemed to untense a bit, opening he door more, if only slightly.
"Hi Fell..," it mumbled quietly, it's ghostly voice barely above a whisper.
Fell grabbed ahold of the door, gently opening it and inviting himself inside. "Hey Anx, how was the meeting with Error?"
Anx made a strangled sound as it fidgeted with it's hands. "I left a few minutes after it started."
Fell sighed but didn't attempt to scold it, knowing that this was normal behavior for the entity. "That's alright, but I at least want ya to try staying a bit longer next time. These meetings are important."
Anx nodded softly, shifting away from him. "alright..."
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