Darkness, for miles and miles. There is nothing. I looked up and see no sky, no clouds, just a red light. I wondered who I was looked at my hands. My hands were dirty, as if I was dragged. Before I thought, I'm running. For what seemed like days, I ran. It almost felt like I was flying.
Then I saw them...
Five people (or at least what I thought were people) walked up to me, one of them in a brown hooded, monk like robe. I wanted to run, but my legs wouldn't move. They stopped in front of me.
The first on the left took off its hood. But not with its hands, he jutted his head back to take it off. His face was winkled and gray. He had no nose and his eyes were small and black. His mouth was full of teeth... sharp teeth. The person next to him took of his hood. I could not tell details about his face, for he had a porcelain mask. But his eye holes... they look like bottomless trenches.
Then the one on the farthest right took of his hood. He still scares me to this day. His hair was long and black. And his eyes would not close. But that smile was unnatural. It was as if he cut it himself. He had a knife in his left hand, but the blood was still dripping off the end. Then the next one took off his. When he did, I noticed the claws and then his humanoid face. It had tuffs of hair on its head and a weirdly shaped jaw.
Then, finally, the middle one took off his hood. He was the tallest and skinniest. And his face... he had none. No nose, no eyes, not even a mouth. They all looked at me, as if they wanted me to say something. I tried, but my mouth would not move. The tall one walked closer to me. As this happens, I looked down. For a second, I thought I was imagining it. I was floating.
The tall one finally came up to me. He then said without a mouth, "Welcome... Tails Doll."