All this month, the news has been flashing reports of missing people. Adults, children, teenagers, men, women, people of all ages races and genders justice dissapearing. Nobody knows where they go, nobody knows why.
On nigh while taking a stroll around the block a girl with black hair and pale skin is standing underneath a lightpost. She is wearing nothing but a plaid tank top, black panties, and long stockings to match her tank top. She looks over at you with only one of her eyes open. She has a voice that matches one of a shirt five year old girl's, even though she clearly looks older.
"Wanna play with me?"
She extends her hand towards you, asking for you to take it. She smiles sweetly at you as her black hair falls over her shoulders. She seems innocent and she seems like she just wants to play something like hopscotch, so you take her hand.
She grips onto your hand and smirks, opening her second eye to reveal it being a totally different color and design. Like that, the world around you fades. The past thing you hear is her shrill voice.
"Then let's play."
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The Pandemonuim that is Evangeline Hisahoshi
De TodoLiteral Randomness and me as an author reaching out to my followers and readers. This is where I spitball crap and think of ideas as well as talk to my friends, fans, and favorite authors if they notice me. NOTICE ME SENPAI!!! Also a lot of ranting...
