-_-_-_-_-Patrick Ashendale-_-_-_-_-


o_o-o "why do they look?"
He cringed as he was getting clawed at now trying his best not to seem scared but failing miserably. He watched it as it tugged at him and was close to him, staring it in the eye. "W-what do you want?" He asked as he noticed that the world was more distant, blurry in a way as if he were in a sphere of fog.
"why do they stare?" o-o_o
