Mirra

Sneaking into the land, you grin at the thought of swiping a few items. This place must surely have something of worth around here, and they wouldn't mind a few things going missing, right? You walk into a long exceeding hallway, decorated with growing vines in the cracks and lightly illuminated by the florescent fruit that hangs from the ceiling. As you get deeper, the lights around you dim slowly to where its barely visible, though you only notice when you look around you. Hey.. who turned off the lights? You carry on, as you can practically taste the wealth that you believe you're about to receive. You squint your eyes trying to look around, you can barely see what's infront of you. Off to your right, you hear something. It sounds like footsteps, but your almost uncertain. It sounds like somethings slithering. "It must be a snake", you convince yourself outloud. "you think I'm a snake?" An ice-shattering voice called out. Taking a sudden breath, you catch yourself from running to the opposite direction. "W-Who's there?" You try darting your eyes wherever you can see, trying to figure out where the voice had come from, though the foreigner had already gotten out of view. "My names not important," The shadow proclaimed. "What is though, is how you managed to sneak into our borders and expect nothing bad to come out of it." This is alarming. How do they know I'm not from here..? Panicking, you yell out. "Show yourself!.. You coward..!" You regret that as soon as the words escape your mouth. Two pairs of eyes staring daggers at you from above. "Coward?" You swallow the fear down into your stomach, hoping it doesn't try to flee. "You think I'm a coward?" You feel the mood shift. Another set of eyes appeared. Your gut is threatening to give out at any second. All of a sudden dozens of eyes open up and look at you. Scrutinizing your every move. Fear starts to flood. It first started as a tiny seed when you entered the hallway. It has started to sprout and now the plant is starting to take shape. With each of his eyes narrowing on you, the pressure is too much. You bolt. Sprinting as fast as you can, trying to run away from the murderous eyes. Trying to escape from all the increasing stress all the knowledge those eyes hold deep in their soul. And most of all, trying to get away before that monster can catch you. That "monster" doesn't chase, instead it sighs in relief. Yet another trespasser ridden from The Unknown Hallway. Yet another being that called him a monster.