"What do you mean? I'm human, aren't I?!"
The remaining sliver of the moon seemed to vanish when the beast looked up at you again, the light now shining from their clinquant red eyes.
"If you wish to find out...." They purred, pushing their frail looking hand toward you, suggesting you take hold.
Do you...
Take their hand?
Skip to "A Pale Grasp"
Back away?
Skip to "Ok..."
YOU ARE READING
Futile Trials
AdventureThis is a your choice story. But choose carefully, many of these paths will lead to an unfortunate end.
