OtherWorld

Entry: Mr. Smiley

Class: B

Form: Humanoid

Features: Large, toothy grin. Dead eyes.

Attack Pattern: Will move towards target if target looks at Mr. Smiley too long. He will stalk you until you eventually lose your sanity in a fit of what appears to be glee.

Some of the victims of Mr. Smiley seem to go into a comatose like state while having an unnerving smile with dead eyes. None of them have awaken from their coma. The other victims were never found.

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Norton walked briskly through the forest, his feeling of paranoia just increasing faster and faster. He felt watched by a single person, but from all directions.

Norton picked his pace up, nearing a jogging state before turning onto a beaten path and bolting.

The smiling face was back. The thing was on the path Norton was on, looking straight at him. Norton was in a full on sprint before it appeared in front of him again. He turned and began to run up a rocky path. His lungs were on fire, and his legs hurt. He kept his pace up, knowing his life was in danger. He leaped over large rocks, heading upwards, hopefully towards an exit of some sort.

Then he slipped. And crashed to the ground, scraping his arms and legs. He looked upward, head throbbing, to see the smiling figure once again. It had small tendrils coming out of it's head, meeting ends to form some sort of ring that now extended towards Norton. He panicked and started to crawl away. The ring snapped around Norton, hoisting him upward and turning him to face it. Norton screamed in horror before he started to laugh. He laughed and laughed, his face slowly turning blue. He laughed, choking. Norton's eyes began to close, his laughing soon ceasing, and he fell limp. His eyes half lidded and dead, a large grin spread across his face.

Mr. Smiley looked around. Norton had ran into a cornfield. Mr. Smiley's smile opened, and his teeth grew sharp, and he began to feast on the corpse that had laughed for the past thirty minutes.