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[ day З74 ] second entry♘ dreams ➳ action (open)
S N O W Y S U M M I T

[ You find yourself in a wide snowy open. The wind is soft and there light snow falling. From the corner of your eyes, you can see a boy bundled up in a coat and ear muffs. His pale face was tinted with a slight pink as he blows against his mittens to warm himself up. It's one of those days where he's feeling good enough to be outside, and while grabbing onto another boy who looks completely identical to him, he turns back and waves at you. ]

C'mon let's play in the snow!

[ He chimed, a bright lit smile on his pale face as he grabbed you with his other free arm and attempting to make you run along with him on their adventures. ]

I hear near the entrance of the woods you can find rabbits and foxes.

[ He will continue to pull you along to humor him and play little hunting games with him until he starts to cough. His brother calls to you to help them out and the two of you help him back to their warm home. His brother tells you that he's unwell and he often gets cold. Once the three of you made it back to their warm toasty home, you are greeted with two adults, one female with a loose ponytail and the other a man who was a spitting image of the two boys but much older. The two of them pats the three of you on the head as they ushered you all inside.

The coughing one of the two boys was placed on the couch by the fire with a blanket. He seems to be very happy despite the cold and despite the fact that his health is unwell. The parents tell you it's going to be a bit before dinner and you should stay. ]

[ The first thing you see is red. Everything is red. The walls were painted red, the ground was painted red, and everything nearby was covered in red. The stench is suffocating and only continues to suffocate you as you walk and follow the trail of blood. Eventually, you'll see him-- a boy about twelve or thirteen, with heavy lidded eyes. He was standing in the hallway, watching silently, his expression cold.

There were two bodies piled in the middle of the ground, one of a man that looked identical to the young boy, and the other was a woman with chestnut colored hair. They were lifeless, bleeding dry. The third was a boy, cradled in the lap of a woman, whose eyes were pink like a meek rabbit's only there was nothing meek about her. She was petting the other boy who looked identical to the one that was standing in the hallway. Her whole self was covered in blood from her mouth down. A pair of white fangs glowed as her pink hues were dyed further red. ]

[ The boy in the woman's lap weakly called over to the one int he hallway ]

I-Ichiru-- Run!

[ The only response he got was a cynical smile that played on his lips before he completely ignored the warning. ]

Ne, Shizuka-sama, we should get going.

[ There's some exchanged words with the beautiful woman with white hair and pink eyes adorned in a white Kimono that was now covered in splotches of blood. ]

If you continue to play, you'll be caught.

[ He mused. How do you react to such a scene? Do you want to ask questions? Do you want to know what happened? Why did he smile the way he did? Certainly they were answers. Why would a child be so twisted... so broken? Who knows but you're surrounded with a strong feelings of hate, sadness and sorrow. ]