A/N: To celebrate my recent round of updates, here's a look at my "Sonic Horror Nights" Story.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
In a field filled with fallen brown, red, and orange leaves….
"Nineteen Years...
A blue hedgehog wearing dark blue jeans, a white t-shirt, black leather jacket, and red sneakers with white stripes, gold buckles, and grey soles stands in the middle…
Nineteen cycles...
He looks around frantically as the moon turns blood red…..
It is the Twentieth... Cycle
A small lantern covered in metallic vines that seems to be hiding a flame is in his right hand…..
... I am the darkness of your shadow.
His shadow gains glowing red eyes…..
I crave the screams you hold inside!
The fear filled, blood curling screams of children are heard, carried by the wind….
For nineteen years Chaos,
A red hedgehog with white make-up on his muzzle, and red lip stick on his lips appears, carrying a knife….
Death,
An as grey wolf, whose muzzle and stomach were white, wearing a black hooded cloak appeared, carrying a blood stained scythe….
Sacrifice,
A tanuki wearing tattered and torn sand colored shorts, ripped brown short sleeved shirt, and a director's hat appeared, carrying a running video camera….
Legend,
A white hedgehog whose quills were fashioned after an echidna's, wearing small lensed glasses, and a blood stained nuns outfit appears. Holding a black book with yellow pages, and a quill pen with blood at its tip…..
And Vengeance
A brown chameleon wearing a theater usher's outfit appears, a battered flash light in hand…..
Have led the way.
Dead spirits appear behind these five…..
I demand MORE!
The roman numerals for 1 to 19 flash before the hedgehog's eyes.
This is not about the past,
The lantern's flame grows as the roman numeral for 20 appears on the ground.
Only the FUTURE!
The shadow of a bat winged figure is cast over the hedgehog….
I am getting closer..."
The hedgehog turns around….
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
The hedgehog wakes up, in a hammock. Plain beige walls with a wall clock, a dresser, mirror, closet, and a desk with the very same lantern from his dream sitting on top of it.
It was 1:30AM.
"Halloween…" he spoke with a melancholy tone, "….time to pack."