#storynightrp

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;story night

       "And he looked down once again at his watch. Forty five minutes had passed, yet the bus driver did not make a single stop. Strangely enough, none of the other passengers seemed to be in a hurry either. They are sat facing forward, eyes blank in eerie unison..." Haruka shifted slightly to turn to the next page. The only light that was turned on in the room flickered as he bumped into it. 

       Makoto had been rather quiet this entire time. Shouldn't he be screaming out in terror already, though they haven't gotten to the climax of this horror story. 

       "Want me to stop?" Haruka peeked into the blanket shield Makoto had made for himself to ward off the demons and wondered for the millionth time why the other had even agreed to this in the first place.