Enter Into Tepiniz: Paradise, Or is It?

Misa hesitated, but then nodded her head, "I guess so..." She looked over the rest of the group, waiting for them to reply. Well at least Christine found it at least a little funny... sighing quietly under her breat, Misa tried her best to hide as much of her fear as she could. This place really had a creepy feel to it, and she looked forward to getting out of there as soon as they possibly could, without going against the dare, of course.

 

Tomas kept silent, holding his breath while watching the darkness. He blinked as his eyes were adjusting to the shadows. The forest usually wasn't this dark... but it was probably evening time or something close to that. He didn't hear anything at all, or see anything out of the ordainary. 'Maybe they're gone...' Tomas breathed out slowly. "Alright... we'll keep going. I don't think-" Tomas was suddenly cut off as an unknown force came up behind him and pulled him back into the thickets. He cried out, but then it was cut off too. His lantern crashed to the ground, shattering from the impact. Tomas wasn't anywhere in sight.

Chris nodded her head once. "Right... let's go then." She manuvered her flashlight over around the living room area of the house. "The cellar should be in the kitchen... that's what they told me anyways..." She started walking forward, listening to the house creak and moan as a wind blew against the house.

 

Misa gasped at the sound of the moaning house. "what was that?!" was all she could exclaim as the sound spooked her. This place really does give me the creeps now... Although the sounds were frightful to her, Misa was determined to go through with this dare and continued following Christine closely. Hopefully this experience would give her some sort of courage she would need to get her point across to her stubborn mother.

 

Tomas felt himself being dragged away through the thorny bushes until it suddenly stopped. Out of no where, he felt his arms being bent behind his back the wrong way by an unknown force. He couldn't scream out in pain because something was covering his mouth. He then suddenly kicked upward, hearing something behind him grunt in pain. Tomas broke away from his captor, and spun around to face him. His arms almost felt useless, but he knew he had to fight what ever was here. So far, there appeared to only be one. Tomas could see a thin outline of the enemy as it slunk towards him slowly. He gave a roaring battle cry as he raised his hands towards the shadow, and sent a series of pebbles towards the enemy. Tnk, thk! Tomas stood there, panting a moment. His arms fell heavily to his side from fatigue already. 'Metal?' It wasn't Grey though, this he knew. This thing sounded more hollow. Tomas squinted into the darkness, putting his hand on the hilt of his wooden sword. He growled lowly, trying to make out the shape of the being. It appeared to have a base of some sort, kind of like a cube. But the top was lopsided and hard to make out. Tomas just wished he had more light so he could see what he was doing exactly.

Christine stopped for a moment and frozed in place, listening to the sound of the moaning house. She chuckled quietly. "Don't worry Misa, it's just the wind. The weather man predicted it was going to be a stormy night..." Christine swivled her flashlight in front of her, walking towards the kitchen. She suddenly felt something stick to her face and she screamed out, batting the foreign object away from her face. "EW! SPIDER WEB! SPIDER WEB!"

 

Misa watched Christine, having no idea what to do. "Need any help?" was all she could say. Quietly she wondered why they decided tonight when they knew it would be stormy, which would make things extremely creepier, but she wouldn't say anything about that seeing how she doesn't want to seem more of a scarty cat.