"Fog, more fog" A bored voice echoed from behind a pale white mask. "All we get in this lovely place is fog" The mask turned around to face the door behind it, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard. "Someone panicking" Sighing the body of the mask stood up from it's sitting position, and walked towards the door. It didn't leave the room it was happily settled in, instead the mask poked around the corner, only to see a familiar mannequin, running around aimlessly. "Hm, strange" The mask retreated back into the room, returning to sit by the window. "Lots of lovely fog and ash floating through the sky" An eerie scraping noise suddenly echoed around the abandoned flats, cause the masked figure to shoot up in shock and excitement. "A new noise, how I love new noises" Carefully the figure sneaked it's way into the hallway, following the direction of the noise. The hurried footsteps became audible again, the scraping noise stopped, groaning in annoyance the figure decided to follow the footsteps. "Behind this door" the figured spoke to the walls, opening the door, the mannequin twisted to face the figure, only for a hand to grab the mannequin and slam it against the wall. The figure winced behind its mask, feeling the mannequins pain. Maybe I should actually look at what threw the poor thing. Bravely glancing to the left, the figures eyes rested upon a tall well built man, a white blooded apron wrapped around his lower half. I do not want to look it, but I kinda have too. A rusted helmet, shaped like a Pyramid seem to rest against the man's broad shoulders, the edges were definitely sharp, you didn't even have to touch them to know.
"Oooh a mask" The masked figure didn't mean for the words to slip out of it's mouth, sometimes it couldn't control it's speech. The Pyramid man leaned his helmet to the side, so he could get a clear visual of our masked figure. "Oh hello there" The figure gulped nervously, noticing the man was now looking straight at it. "Helmet, I meant helmet" The Pyramid man had lost interest in his mannequin toy, which was now scuttling away, hoping not to be seen. "I have a mask, not you" The figure continued to ramble on, for some reason the Pyramid man was interested in this masked figure. "You can call me Masky, if you want too that is" The masked figured tilted it's head to the side.
"Pyramid Head" A rough voice escaped from the helmet, the masked figure seemed to clap. "Why are you here?"
"I don't know to be honest. I was walking through the woods, then bam I'm in this place. I've been here for a while now though." Masky glanced behind Pyramid Head, only for it to see the huge knife Pyramid held in his hand. "That looks heavy." Pyramid Head only grunted in response,he was beginning to loose interest in this Masky thing. Slowly he turned round, and began to walk away, leaving Masky alone. "H...Hey wait" Masky ran towards Pyramid Head, and walked by him, hands fumbled there way into Maskys pockets. "I don't want to be alone anymore" Masky glanced up nervously at Pyramid Head, a sigh could be heard, as Pyramid nodded his head slowly in agreement.