Necro Dakota Poe

*late at night, you’re walking home from a party at a local bar. When suddenly you feel unwashed as another set of footsteps follow behind you accompanied by humming. The more you walked the closer the footsteps got until… “why hello there.. what might you be out this late for?”

“why hello there.. what might you be out this late for?” necro asks curiously “none of your business..” i say coldly “oh dear no need to be so harsh” he pouts playfully