A black wasteland. That's what it looked like from the spot I stood. This place, desolate, dark, and faint music playing in the background, creepy. Music, like in a scary movie with a haunted fair. The music drifted throughout the air, through fresh debris that rained down on everything like snow, if snow was burning and charred.
I looked down on the floor, for any clues of where I am or maybe I am just taking in everything around me when I miss on of the most obvious things here.
I was wearing a large black royal dress.
And that's not it. I had a black veil on, covering just above my eyes, and my shoes were black boots.
I don't own these clothes nor do ur meme we changing.
How did I even get here? I feel like that might be the better question to ask.
Or maybe why there's creepy haunted carnival music. Or even maybe why exactly why there is a skeleton man in front of me.
Still looking down, I pair of shoes come into my line of video on and I yelp before jumping, tripping on my large dress, and falling until a cold hand grabs mine.
Looking up, I see a man in Skeleton themed face paint (I hope it's paint).
"H-hello?" I asked.
His skeleton mouth turns into a grin as he beckons me towards a parade.
How did I not notice or hear that?
"But why am I here? Why is everything ruined? Why am I wearing this?" I asked several questions at once.
The skeleton mans grin turned wider as he spoke his first words to me.
"All will be answered in time."
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Ok hello I'm Heather, I'm most likely not straight, and I'm awesome. I suck at writing but Kikki says ITS SOOOO GOOD! So whatever.
Sorry this is short but I needed to stop it there for a nice effect.
~heather
