2015-01-12

13th, late night.

There's something dangerous out in the streets.

[Ken's tone, at first, is a little bit tentative. Like he's expecting a pat on the head and a comment about overactive imaginations, ha ha, but this is important, dammit.]

It looks like all shadows except for the eyes, and it can hurt you just by touching you, and it screams like a person. It doesn't like the light.

If you go out after dark, take a light with you.

[...the more he talks, the more sure he sounds. Yeah, dare you not to believe him. Then you can see how it feels getting your arm incorporeally chewed off.]