Fate/Stoners
From Create Your Own Story
Gulp is all you can think of as you head over to the hoodie table.
Hopefully these are the kinds of stoners that won't give you any trouble; the kind that are THAT out of it that they don't even notice you're there. You sit. They don't seem to react. You glance at them, hoping to gauge their reaction but they don't move.
You start eating but feel very unnerved, their hoodies casting their faces into complete darkness. You wonder if they're checking you out under there, but you can't even tell if they can see you.
"Shit..." you mutter. You almost would prefer to sit with the cruel-looking goth kids. You notice that the cross wearing church kids seem to be upset about something, whispering amongst themselves panicky...you almost think they're looking your way.
Suddenly there's a little movement next to you...one of the hoodies is sliding up to you slowly. He must really be stoned, his movements are all draggy and weak. He gets a little close for comfort and you think you can smell his BO.
Then he turns towards you.
You see under his hood.
His face is rotting. Or something. It's horrible, like something scraped off half of his face and the other half is only just starting to decompose. His teeth are jagged and broken, his eyes bloodshot and bulging. You can't even scream, you just freeze with your breath in your throat. What is he? His hands are reaching for you...
Panicking, you:
