Demencia watches her next victim from a wall, clinging to it with a grin on her face. She wasn’t aiming to do anything too bad, just give her a little scare. She waited for the perfect moment, dropping to the ground and slithering up behind the unsuspecting woman before tackling her. Laughter comes from her, and she rolls off and stands up, dusting herself off.
“Haha! Gotcha! Should’a been waaaay faster!” She exclaims, as if this lady had been fully aware of her little game the entire time.
When Sunset had heard that Hat Island was the best place to get anything related to evil, she figured that she could maybe make a quick stop there. After all, if she wanted to figure out who was doing this and get a little revenge, she’d definitely have to up her game.
Now here she was, sitting in the lobby, waiting for her name to be called. She sensed something… but what she didn’t know. At least, she didn’t until it tackled her from behind.
She let out a loud shout and a groan as she felt herself hit the ground, hard, saying “Oooowww… didn’t know we were playing a game.” She looked up at her tackler, and and then her eyes shot back to the magazine she was reading beforehand, and then back to the woman. She was on the page. And for sale no less.
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