It's a silent night. The sun just set and you're late for getting home. The birds have nestled away into their crooks and crannies, accompanied by the mice that shivered in the cold. The area was stiff with tension and it made the hair on the back of your neck stand on end... goose bumps raked your whole body, and you find yourself shaking. There's this chill in the air you can't explain, and you have come to a stop, unsure if you're alone when....
Like a passing wraith, the beast slips out of the shadows, bathed in moonlight. You think it has a mane of blue fire.... but it's just a mane of some sort... then it turns it's head and you tense up at the sight....
It's wearing a skull. You're unsure of what kind, or by what way, it achieved this mask of bone, but it gives you the chills. It is silent as it's icy blue eyes bore into you like daggers. It rears up, and let's out a roar. You fall back and slam down to the ground, covering your face in instinctual defense.... but no attack comes. By the time you look up, the beast is over you, growling.
"Who are you" It's voice breaths out.... as cold as the winter's ice. You're scared.... this beast is not moved by the temptation to kill... and it shows in his eyes.
Give your name, personality, and a scene. I want something descriptive.... a small story of what he might of done... or your own little horror story. Can be however long, no limit, and can have anything in it. I want gore, I want terror, I want to be on the verge of paranoia. C'mon people, give me scary! Decorate your form! It makes it so much nicer. Effort is everything!
ALSO!!!!
I do not believe in darkness being evil. I believe evil deceives us by looking like good, and appears as the Light. If you incorporate this into the story.... well.... I will be very much happy.
Also, I will give you the story of the mask, and his blue eyes, after the companion process is fulfilled, and over.
END DATE: August 8th or 18th(why? because it's cool)