Last Believer ~Jack Frost x Reader~

Risen

I could feel something.....

I opened my eyes to see the moon. It was black, black as night. Orange was streaked across the sphere. The only thought that came to me was one word.

Halloween.

A voice came to my head, soft like a whisper. It told me "You are (y/n) Halloween" 

I somehow knew that the moon was talking to me. 

"Why am I here?" I asked Man in Moon. 

"That is for you to figure out" he answered.

I looked around me. I was on the porch of an old house. It was like the big ones you see in the old photographs. I was holding a broomstick, I thought to my self, weird. 

Happy to explore, I opened the doors and walked into the large lobby. I was greeted by a black, shorthaired kitten. She rubbed against my black combat boots. Then I realized I had no clue what I looked like.