Oct 4, 2015
@unoculus.
❝ --- monsters, monsters.. ❞ soft whispers, hands covering his ears and trying to block out everything that was happening around him. He felt trapped here, every corner he turned ended up with some sort of doll -- something that was ready to kill him. When he heard someone else come around he’d jump, turning just to see a man that looked a lot like Ruvik.. the burns, the scars... ❝ ah, ahh--- no, no. . . no!! ❞ && he’s running in the opposite direction: trying to find somewhere to hind, somewhere to be safe. If there was even a place in here that could guarantee him safety..