Black Mass

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A young boy sits in a dark room, legs folded, hands clasped tightly together with a deep, focused expression on his face. He was thinking very deeply, about things. Dark, cruel things.

As the dark thoughts took over him, so did a mysterious black fog that began to envelop him entirely.

For a second, Alister's expression changed to utter confusion before he was completely gone.

Once Alister could see again, he was in a small clearing in the middle of a forest. The forest looked dreary and foreboding. Up ahead, he could see a fire burning in the distance. Alister looks at the fire for a moment, then slowly starts towards it.

Before he could continue forwards, a hand stopped him by firmly grasping his shoulder.

"You are not to go that way. You belong with us."

Alister turned and saw a tall being standing behind him. This being had most human-like features, yet they looked almost corrupted, with their gray skin, scarred face, and glowing white eyes. They wore bandages all over their body, a large tattered scarf around their shoulders, and in their hand was held a bloody weapon-like structure that looked like the skull of a person was attached to it.

"...Where am I?" Alister muttered fearlessly, not in the slightest disturbed by the off looking individual. He was rather more confused as to what just happened to him and how he suddenly ended up in a forest.

"You are in the Entity's realm now. This is The Fog. He has chosen you to take part in his game," The being responded , their voice faint and a bit distorted sounding, though it could be told that they had a slight accent.

"I don't have time for games...." Alister growled. "This game is unlike any normal game. The Entity has chosen you to be a killer, one who will go forth against four people titled as 'survivors' that will try and escape you. Your job is to capture them and sacrifice them to the Entity to please him."

Alister's eyes widen and he shook his head, backing away. "I'm no killer...wh-why have I been chosen for this?"

"Supposedly the Entity sees something in you, so he wants you to join in our ranks. Maybe you aren't a killer now, but you will learn and adjust soon," The being said. He then tilted his head slightly and admired the young boy for a bit before speaking again. "Child, what is your name?"

"Alister, Alister Black. Who are you?"

"I'm called The Wraith. Now Alister, you will be given a different title by the entity, and that will be how the others will refer to you as, as well as the survivors. Unless they decide to call you by your name, as we call a few of our killers by their actual name."

Alister nods his head then questioned The Wraith again. "What's my different title then?"

The Wraith slowly looks down at the ground and Alister follows his gaze. He could see writing beginning to appear in the ground. "The Entity is showing you your name," The Wraith said.

Alister's eyes widen when he saw the words finished being engraved into the ground.

The ground read, "The Black Mass."

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