He smelled; I could sense his stench with my eyes. Those eyes of his pierced through his tinted glasses, straight through me, echoing in my very soul. I think he may have been a relative of Tobias Funke and quite possibly a never-nude. When I saw him lick his lips, I envisioned how he would kill me later that day. The images of horror grew more visceral, and I saw my final moments flash before my eyes as he loomed over me, sucking on a lollipop. He stood up from his dark corner, creeping toward me, and pulled a lollipop out of the pocket of his matching silk track suit.
I just had to pop over here for a glimpse of "creeper." He's as awesome as I remember.
ReplyDeleteYes. Yes he is. Simply a magnificent, creepy beast of a man!
ReplyDeleteOh Hi there Creeper. Just had to check in on him and see how he's doing :)
ReplyDeleteHello Nathaniel...thank you for checking on me...I am doing very well. Still here, in the corner, just creeping. Watching you sleep...
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