"And, as he opened the door, THE BEAST JUMPED OUT AT HIM." Damien lunged at the group as he said that.
"Stop!" Angel yelled. He’s the short one of the group. The nice, kind, and sweet one of the group. He wore glasses. It looked like he was about to cry. Well, he always looks like he's about to cry. He was a poor soul with weak emotions and curly black hair with brown eyes. Soon, after interrupting, he pushes his black-rimmed glasses up.
Damien looked at him and let out a chuckle “Okay, okay, calm down.” Damien was wearing a black leather jacket with black steel toe boots. He wore black ripped pants, and his hair was black and curly. He also had on a black zip up sweater. His middle finger had a silver ring with a wolf design. His pinkie had another silver ring, but with some weird writing on it. He had dark blue glasses to match his dark brown eyes. “I guess that means it’s time to go to bed then.” he sighed as he put the fire out.
Fernando, the only tall one, nodded his head in agreement and headed to the boys tent. He always wears this white and grey sweater with an upside down triangle on the left of it. He has red glasses, light blue pants with pink and white shoes.
Oscar, like most times, just smiled and followed Frenando . He was sometimes quiet and always wore black, he was also starting to grow a mustache and beard.
Ava, being the only girl of the group, headed to her own tent. She had long straight, black hair. She had a choker on her throat, a few freckles on her face and she was also wearing black. Black pants, black shoes, black shirt.
Isaiah has long brown hair with a grey sweater that he always wears. It has many pockets. He always took Angle’s, Fernando’s, and Damien’s glasses to mess with them. He too followed Fernando.
Angel was about to get inside the tent when he turned to Damein and asked “Are you coming?”
“No,” Damein responded, “I’m going to stay out for a bit. Someone needs to keep guard.”
Angel shook his head “You’ve been keeping guard for the last six nights. When was the last time you slept? I think I should stand guard for tonight!”
“Angel, I’m fine. You need to go to bed, I feel just fine, and I’m the only one here who can handle this.” Damien told him.
“Are you sure?” Angel asked.
“Positive.” Damien said.
“Ok, I’ll head back then.” Angel told Damien as he walked to the tent. Damien just looked at him and smiled, then directed his attention towards the forest ahead of him, it’s shadows looming towards him, mocking him, telling him that it knows he’s scared.
Damien pondered what their first step would be when he heard a rustle in the bushes behind him. He drew out his Gladio Gun, and stood still, waiting for the stranger to move. He had a strong grip on the hilt and walked slowly towards the bush. Damien saw something shiny in the bush. He shoved his hand in the bush and retracted it, pulling out a boy with a buzzcut. Damien pointed his weapon at the boy and said, “Who are you?” Damien then heard a voice he hears everyday. It said, “C’mon, just kill him. It won’t matter to anyone~” He clutched his head and said, “No! He’s innocent!” Isaiah came out and looked at the scene before him. He said, “Dude, are you ok?” Damien calmed down a bit and said, “Found a kid spying on us, hiding in the bushes.” Isaiah looked at him and said, “Bring him into my tent. I’ll get him ready for… interrogation.” Isaiah was the creepy one in the group. Damien stretched and said, “Everyone, back to bed! We’ve got a long day tomorrow.” Everyone listened and went back to their tents as Isaiah took the spy to his tent for interrogation.
