Hantu Manekin の小説・ストーリー

I wondered what he meant by ‘a number of things’, as chills went down my spine. I was about to ask what he meant by doing a number of things to me, but I saw two men in black coats walking into the room from the corner of my eyes. My eyes went back to Alexander who seemed to have noticed that my eyes had wandered, and had also felt the presence of other people in the room. “Is this a new toy?”, one of them asked. He had not seen my face yet. Clearly he did not know who I was. “You have so many Suki, you keep adding to your collections daily.”

I looked back at the two roads, and I screamed. Two men stood on either entrance. They weren't there before, but I guess I shouldn't be too shocked. I tried to take about three steps back when I realized that the two men didn't have a consistent form. They changed the longer I look, and it looks as though they were neither humans nor animals. Their bodies sometimes were humanoid, and at times they were deformed. They were like holograms that changed every time I looked at them.

“Let’s go.” They walked forward down a dimly lit hallway and soon found themselves at another door. Without pausing, they pushed this one open as well and found it led out onto a sort of platform, which hung roughly two stories above a large, open room filled with old-looking machines. To Tina, they seemed hulking and almost dangerous in the dim light, like prehistoric predators waiting to strike. Almost haphazardly, unfinished dolls lay on the machines, some missing arms or legs, some unpainted and, most disturbingly to Tina, some lacking the mask that would give them a face, leaving the synthetic eyes to almost float in an empty head cavity.

explained Hanny smiling soothingly. “Oh, I see… So, you’re afraid of the red orpiment as well, aren’t you?” asked Evania. Hanny nodded her head. “Of course I am… My body has fully become the body of a yaksha, Evania. So, I must also help my Brother Hades find a perfectly suitable way how to fight back that deadly and horrible red orpiment.” “But that so-called urban legend or myth doesn’t help at all, does it?” exclaimed Sumico quite disappointedly.

Hugo approached Cael, and when Damon and Raven finished, Raven threw the katana at Cael, who caught it. Hugo grabbed Cael, and they quickly teleported. It startled the ghost when two hunters suddenly appeared in front of him and thrust the katana into his chest. Everyone turned towards the portal that was suddenly open. It was a mixture of darkness and light. A creature came out of there. It was like what they saw in the swimming gym on Halloween. They could see fear and shock on its face. A hooded creature came out of the portal. The wings almost remove the feathers. It was wearing a long skirt with a broken hem. Also, it was holding a scythe and they could not see its face. “The grim reape

Her eyes were fixed on the skull, and she made a small, nervous whine that sounded like the most pitiful noise in the world. Charlotte gaped at her Aunt, then back at the skeleton. “Romy,” She breathed. “Are you not seeing that?” “What?” The older woman snorted, her eyes trailing to the heap of bones. “That?” She waved her arms in large circular motions and then rounded on the skeleton with a louder laugh. “I am NOT falling for this bullshit again. Did you leave that here?” The woman aimed her question at Megan. “Huh? Was this why you were sneaking around, sunshine? Stashed some Halloween decorations in here and wanted to see if they would freak anyone out?” Romy placed her hands on either s

At the top, an enormous skeletal dragon sits on the roof of the castle in haught, glaring down at the bitty humans who walk on the ground; at the bottom, a skeleton with red glowing eyes turns his skull from right to left while he moves his jaw greeting his kind who are still in fleshes when they walk by. “Welcome to Spook-a-Rama!” a staff at the entrance greets us when he sees us. He sets his last ride off on track and comes to us, he requests, “Tickets?”

The humans went about their business eating dinner and getting ready for sleep; oblivious to what went on inside the large canopy of the dense trees. Deep inside the forest, the scent of blood hung thick in the air. The night had gone eerily quiet as the five creatures were standing in a loose circle. They were oddly shaped- a cross between an orc and a goblin with limbs sprouting from their bodies at odd angles. Their eyes were mere sockets, lidless and black orbs and a slit for a mouth with a set of crisscrossed pincers and a long nose to complete their look. They were the hycwens, a blood-thirsty race of wild and untamed creatures that killed for sport and ate anything that moved.

The citizens of the town took him in with the same kindness and acceptance they showed to all new creatures. Mrs. Belfry watched as the last of the townsfolk trickled into the meeting hall, before she stepped out of her yard and slowly took the steps up to the open doors herself. She looked in at her fellow creatures of Halloween. The Zombie, Mr. Shamus McLowry, with his decayed flesh and perfectly styled pompadour. Dr. Billingsly, the town’s mad scientist, with his crazed eyes and bloodied apron. Pete, the cawing raven, who owned Pete’s Sweets candy shop and employed Jack the scarecrow as a sales clerk, sat perched on a ledge in one corner of the large room. The meeting was filled with all

"Just her fingernails are more beautiful than your whole being. You know what? You can have the room to yourself." I picked up a pillow and left, banging the door so hard that the entire house shook. KINGDOM OF THE GHOSTS OF TERROR A multitude of naked figures could be seen in the dark all sitting before a terrifying figure sitting on a throne with a golden crown on his head. From the aura, he was exuding and how all the figures before him slightly bowed their heads to him, it was obvious that he was their king. A great terrifying scary king with a scar so deep running across his cheek down to his jaw. He was merely sitting yet was towering over everyone. It can't be mistaken to call him a g