Chris wakes up in Bruno's back yard with no memory of how he got there. He only has one recollection, and it is not only impossible, but beyond scary . Bruno does him best to help this boy, but can't help but notice all the strange things about him...
I really should wrap this up soon. I'm still work on this story, and I still think it would be cool to have some of y'all suggest some monsters for a few sightings and/or encounters, like the one with Harvey. Enjoy!
A shrill scream pierced the quiet darkness of the forest night. A s tail drags through the blood-matted leaves behind me. The person behind me cries out again, and I glance back, seeing the black veins spread across their skin. It's eyes bulge and roll back in it's head, then spines tear out if it's back, and it lets out a reptilian hiss. It scuttles away on its new talon-like legs, and I watch it go.
My vision tinted red, and I can't smell anything but blood. My senses are clogged with it. I hiccup, and my claws twitch. I yawn, suddenly tired, and let out an explosive sneeze.
"Blech," I mutter, shaking my head. I must be allergic to something around here.
Bruno POV---
Chris wasn't in our room last night, (he's sleeping on the floor of my room, since we don't have a guest room.) and I couldn't find him anywhere in the house. So, of course, I check around the yard and the forest around it. We've got to get all the facts before panicking. Mom had left for work that morning, so it was just me searching.
I don't find him, and head back to the house. And THERE HE IS, sound asleep at the kitchen counter, where he had not been several minutes before. I had been in front of the house, so I should had seen him come in, but nothing makes sense anymore.
I crossed my arms, raised my eyebrows, and looked on the sleeping boy with great disdain. Or, what I think is great disdain. I could look like a frustrated red panda.
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(This, dear reader, is what Bruno's expression would look like to anyone except him.)
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
(Observe the face, you amazing reader you).
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Now back to the plot.
-----Still Bruno in case you are confuzzled--------------
Chris yawned, then stretched against the table like a cat waking from a nap. His new tail, (which popped last night because I guess that's how things work now,) swished behind him as he straightened up.
"Where were you?" I asked.
"I... wasn't here?" Chris said, perplexed. "I... don't remember being anything else. Just, a lot of red and something that tasted kinda like metal."
