Creepy Sonic Story!
Or at least, I'll try.
Krissie: So watching TailsChannel's Charity Dreamstream, which is raising money for the charity, Dreamscape Foundation. I've donated and the steam is very amusing. They were talking about reading a scary story, and I wrote this as a response for it. So enjoy it. I'll put the link to the stream in my profile if you want to come by. Mike Pollock, the voice of Eggman, will be there at 9.
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Tails pushed opened the attic door. A cloud of dust flew about him causing him to sneeze. He pulled the small chain as a small, yellow light blinded him for a moment. He looked around the musty space with his eyes squinted. "Where on Mobius did I put that tree?" He asked himself.
He crawled up into the small space and grabbed a box. It was full of old tools. How did these get here? He moved them aside to continue his search. He grabbed another, but the tree wasn't in it. He crawled deeper into the attic and picked up another box. It feel heavy and was rectangular.
"The tree must be in here." He thought as he opened the box. There was tinsel and packing peanuts in the box. Tails moved some aside and pulled back his hand as he felt something wet. "Great. I'll have to dry this thing out before I put the lights on it." He moved the filler to the other side. He arched an eye brow as he was meant with red and not green. He went to grab the red and jerked his hand back as he realized it wasn't tinsel.
It was blood!
The fox let out a loud screech as he noticed the presence of a body. He turned to flee. His foot snagged on a box. His face was filled with dust filled wood. Before the fox could pick himself up, the lights went out. The fox stiffened as he felt something cold at the back of his head.
He made a small prayer for him to wake up and it all be a dream. He tried to look out of the corner of eyes to catch a glimpse of the figure looming over him.
"Uh-Un-Uh." The figure taunted. The figure stepped on his back as he reared his arms back. In a quick motion, Tails let out a cry for help, but it was cut short by the blade in his neck.
Now my dear readers, who is who?
Who was the body?
And who was the figure?
If you can't figure it out, there are no more clues?
But be careful, least the figure come for you?