Sound of horseflies buzzing around could be heard before it landed on a man's face again, which he kept shaking them off with a wave of his hand. The man despite dressed in finest was doing a job that does not quite fit his status. Shoving horse manure and adding it more to the giant pile already on a cart, muttering under his breath, "Stupid flies and stupid rules… Father only sides the others…" while the guards somewhere away from the smell make sure he serves out his punishments with an eye open.
A loud noise that sounded like something flying through the air could be heard as the man kept shoving, he looked up when he realizes it can't be the flies as it was too loud and different but it was too late. A giant snowball out of nowhere and definitely out of season slammed right into his gut, sending him straight into the giant pile of manure. A roar of laughter erupted from the guards and horses that witness this event.
"STOP LAUGHING AND GET ME OUT!", he would shout at the guards, finally losing his temper and momentarily causes the guards to listen and at least help him out.
"Y-yes, Prince Hans!", they chorus with no attempt to stop laughing at all as they hold out a really long pole for him to grab on so they could pull him out of it. No way in hell they're going to touch him with their bare hands.
'This is low, this is rock bottom low...', Prince Hans of the Southern Isles thought as he finally got out of the pile of manure and was allowed to go wash off by the well. Ever since he was arrested and sent home to his Father his life was nothing but misery. Clean the castle outhouse with a toothbrush, sweep all the castle chimneys, wash all of his twelve older brothers dirty underwear and now shoving manures. But hey that's not enough, oh no, he now has to be buried in one too.
"I can't live like this forever…" He would curse, kicking a bucket and sending it soaring through the air before turning around, taking a few pace before he stopped.
Something is missing. And it took Hans a minute to realize what it was, the sound of the bucket falling back down. He turned to look at where the bucket might be, not wanting to end up with even worst punishments if it accidentally landed on one of his brothers or worst, his Father. Funny thing is… he can't see it. In fact he can't see anything, everything around him went missing as he was surrounded by darkness except for where he stood, cowering a little he dared to ask the darkness, "W-who, who's there?"
A tall dark creature emerged like a shadow behind him, curling his pale grey fingers over his shoulders, whispering back, "Your worst nightmare… hahaha!" a sharp high pitch scream could be heard which turns out to be from Prince Hans as the darkness consumes him, the sound of his cry for help did not escape this void of darkness as it took him away into the shadows. The area he once stood was lifted from the darkness, leaving no trace of him or the darkness behind.
