Crispy skin,
Soft meat,
Bursting into a delicate, Warm and salty flavor in Krit's mouth.
It felt heavenly, Almost addicting. And he took it slowly, Savoring every bit of the fish, The first proper meal he had...
One whole fish just went down his throat like that, Krit felt unsatisfied, But it was night time, The exhaustion from fishing all day with barely any food is really overwhelming. So he could only lie down...
...And to be honest, This cold concrete floor isn't half as good as the sand, But Krit was too tired to move, He'd been through worse things anyway...
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...Krit found himself in a dark void...
...He couldn't tell if he was standing on something, Or floating...
...In front of him...
...Was a green box...
...A green box with eyes.
And it stared, Straight into Krit's soul.
It doesn't move,
It doesn't make a sound.
It only stared.
...Krit felt ominous, And eagerly looked around...
There was no escape.
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...Krit couldn't move anymore...
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...A sharp pain pierced his body...
...And he opened his eyes, The bright sunlight was hugging everything into a warm bliss, It was morning.
"...I just can't have one night well slept, huh...?"
Well, After that weird dream, Krit certainly couldn't go back to sleep, "five more minutes" is a crossed-out option. He rolled to his side, And his stove came into view. Looking at it, He smiled lightly, His hard work was paying off, And things truly got on track...
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Krit's Islander Career
ParanormalKrit, A random Robloxian, Will now be put onto an island full of unsolved mysteries... As a random innocent passer-by. There are conflicts, There are, Well, Unexplainable phenomenons. But that's nothing! Right? As long as the island is charming enou...
