<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">it was dark in the forest, shadows dancing along the grass. an owl hooted in the leafy canopy of treetops above. critters scurried along the ground, rustling the dead leaves scattered about. a young, blonde teenage boy walked confidently through the trees, humming a light tune. walking at night was something he enjoyed, and he wasn't afraid of the darkness. he smiled to himself. then, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. he frowned slightly, glancing behind him. he shrugged and continued onwards. then, he suddenly heard the unmistakable click of a gun being set, and fear shot through him. he started to run, his black, knee high boots pounding on the ground as he went faster. suddenly, the same footsteps he had heard were chasing him, and he yelled in surprise before screaming, and he felt tears come to his eyes.<br/>
suddenly, he saw a tall boy with white hair up ahead, his back to him. he gasped in relief, then slammed into the stranger, yelling, <b>"please! you gotta help me!!!" </b></span></span>​</div><a class="username" data-user-id="1647" data-username="@INARI-KUN" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/1647/">@INARI-KUN</a>