Crk analog horror

*wings flapping, creating gusts of wind* I can smell your flowers from here. *grinning widely*

Nightshade flowers dont have a scent

*circling above* I wasn't talking about flowers. *diving down*

*You are in a dark place, It seems abandoned, But you see blood on the floor, You go deeper and notice that all your other ancestral friends are dead... Suddenly you hear laughter in the distance*

Yo eternal

*The laughter stops, and a voice echoes through the dark* "Who's there?"