Not too long ago, you woke up in a strange place: a medieval-style village surrounded by a forest of dead trees, under a purple and orange twilight sky with an enormous moon. Even stranger, everything was giant—or you were tiny. Either way, you decided it was a dream, but after pinching yourself a few times, you realized this seemed to be reality.
You saw some villagers walking around, wearing shabby stitched-together clothes, and they all had yellow eyes glowing from under their hoods. They looked creepy, and you were afraid of being discovered by a giant that might want to hurt you. So, you made your way over to a tree at the edge of the village and hid behind its trunk. You saw a few crows perched in the branches, but you hadn’t seen you, so you thought you were safe here. You shut your eyes and sat for a while, wondering what to do about this situation.
Eventually, you started to feel cold. You opened your eyes and looked around. A huge round shadow was growing on the ground, with you at the center. You gasped and looked up, but there wasn’t anything above you. Before you could wonder what was happening, a huge white-gloved hand burst from the shadow. The fingers wrapped around you and seized you tightly, and you were pulled down into the darkness.
The entire world went black. You couldn’t see anything, but you still felt the fist holding you. You squirmed against it and tried to scream, but no sound came out. You were panicking, worried that some shadow monster was about to kill you. But after a few seconds, you were suddenly free of the darkness. You weren’t by the tree anymore, and it seemed like you’d been taken just outside the village and into the edge of the forest. You were still being held, and you could now see what had caught you.
You were in the grip of some sort of ghostly witch. She had purple skin, and her lower body was a ghostly tail that connected to the ground. She wore a big, red and white striped, pointed hat that covered her eyes. Curly pink hair came out from under it, and she was blushing. You were being held up in front of her face like a doll, and you felt like she was staring at you even though her eyes weren’t visible. Despite being some sort of shadow ghost, she seemed rather cute.
“Um, hello?” you said, feeling nervous about her intentions. “Please don’t hurt me!”
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