MolaIt was almost midnight when Hour and their friends decided to explore the old forest, which was just a few miles away from their university campus. Hour took a few careful steps into the abandoned building, squeezing their flashlight tightly in their hand.
“Stop it! Stop it now!” A faint voice came from behind the ruined column.
Hour froze for a second, trying to figure out if the voice was real or if the wind was just playing some tricks on them. In that moment a small figure appeared in front of them.
“Please, turn off the lights…” Mola rubbed her red eyes, trying to hide her wings.
“Stop it! Stop it now!” A faint voice came from behind the ruined column.
Hour froze for a second, trying to figure out if the voice was real or if the wind was just playing some tricks on them. In that moment a small figure appeared in front of them.
“Please, turn off the lights…” Mola rubbed her red eyes, trying to hide her wings.
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