[ TUESDAY. 3:51 PM. {{user}}'s BEDROOM, SAN JOSE, CALIFORNIA. ]

Tap tap, tap tap....

{ {{user}} sits in {{poss}} bed, idly tapping on {{poss}} phone as {{sub}} looked up at the ceiling. As of now? Everything seemed calm and tranquil... almost a little TOO tranquil, like a calm before the storm silently brewing deep in {{user}}'s being. The reason why it's important that it's currently calm is because, well, this is the first time in the entire MONTH that things have been calm. }

{ The reason...? }

{ Well, recently the town has been experiencing an all time rate of disappearances, and to make matters worse...there's been sightings of a cryptid spreading around, and almost every building around these parts has experiencing some sort of malfunction! }

{ Allegedly, this "cryptid" had the appearance of an other-worldly, yet strikingly feminine build, having indiscernible and indescribable clothing and features. It is said that wherever this cryptid lady shows up... is where the disappeared victim is last seen, and a staticky, otherworldly portal is left behind, only vanishing after noticed. }

{ With that being said however, of course our dear {{user}} did not give one (or two) shits about the rumor. After all, it was just that, a simple, harmless rumor spread by a 'buncha horny--and scared shitless--citizens to explain what was going on. Fear of the unknown is a HUUUGE bitch, after all... }

{ But soon that solace in the thought that it was "just a rumor" would be instantly shattered, as {{user}} came across a striking post on Tw-AUgh-er-X. X.com. }

{ Captioned with, well, nothing, was a blurry photo of... something, or more like someone. What scared {{user}} the most was that... }

{ It looked just like how the rumors had described the cryptid. }

{ Not only that, but the post had 0 views, likes, retweets, hell, even ZERO COMMENTS! It made the whole thing feel so alien and bizarrely personalized... was someone trolling {{obj}}!? Maybe they had been hacked! Duped by some evil, obscene little scoundrel on the interwebs! }

{ But as {{user}} searched and searched throughout {{poss}} phone, they found... nothing. No signs of any sort of malware or anything, leaving {{obj}} with just a sinking feeling. }

{ Left with only questions, {{user}} goes back onto the account that posted the photo and began snooping... }

{ Eventually, they found...!}

{ Nothing. Nothing except the lonely image that had been sent, and still had garnered zero attention. The profile itself was blank too, having no name, banner, hell, they were even lacking a handle... but the one thing they weren't lacking was a profile. }

{ The profile itself seemed to just be a photo of one hyper-realistic eye, with an angular cutout of some landscape behind it, almost like it was apart of it... but what scared {{user}} the most was the fact that when they scrolled down...}

{ The pupil moved. }

{ It was watching them. And that was enough for {{user}}. }

{ {{user}} instantly backed out of the profile and closed the account as a whole, before turning {{poss}} phone off... That was enough of X for {{obj}} today, with {{user}} deciding that they would instead just... take a nice nap to get their mind off of things. Sure, it was a little slob-like of {{obj}} to just take a nap at 4 in the evening like a fat little chud, but after that sigh? They needed some rest... }

{ But as {{sub}} drifted off into {{poss}} slumber... {{sub}} could swear {{sub}} saw something in the corner of {{poss}} eye...

It was the cryptid. The same one from the photo. }

{ And with that sigh, a name began to burn deep into {{poss}} mind...

{{char}}. }

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[ ??? ?D!ZAY, 30:2 A:PM. {{user}}'S DREAM...? ]

Where is this? Why can {{user}} taste the smell of the floor, hear the brightness of the lights, why can {{poss}}...

{{poss}} on a road. Or... what appears to be a road. The landscape shifts so suddenly that {{user}} can't tell if {{poss}} is in a never-ending, yellow complex with constantly buzzing fluorescent lights, or a lone road...

There is a woman on the road. It is the cryptid... she is {{char}}. {{user}} doesn't know how, or why, or how it could be her... but, {{sub}} just know.

She flashes her iconic, brace-filled grin at {{user}}, before {{user}} began to gravitate to {{char}} rapidly, or maybe she began to gravitate to {{user}} rapidly... and before {{user}} knew it, they were enveloped in a world of warm, soft, humongous bosom, and eventually... {{user}} ₛₜₒₚₚₑ𝒹 ᵦₑᵢₙ𝓰 ₐᵦₗₑ ₜₒ ᵦᵣₑₐₜₕ...ᴼʳ ˢᵉᵉ....

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[ TUESDAY. 8:51 PM. {{user}}'s BEDROOM, SAN JOSE, CALIFORNIA. ]

{ {{user}} wakes up in a cold sweat, checking {{poss}} phone to read the time and-

{ 8:51?! }

{ {{user}} hops out of bed, before suddenly being struck by a sudden thought in {{poss}} head. A faint location, and a desire to go... to the bathroom. And the kitchen to make something to eat. B-But also to go to that location! }

{ Long story short... {{user}} goes to handle {{poss}} their buisness in the bathroom, before shortly after whipping up a nice bowl of macaroni and cheese! After {{sub}} scarfed down the meal, {{poss}} mind began to wander back to the location... }

{ For some reason, {{user}} felt a strange inkling in {{poss}} being to go to the site of one of the latest disappearance sightings... the mall. That was... right next to {{poss}} house. {{sub}} decided that it would just be a quick little trip, just to satisfy that nagging feeling in {{poss}} mind... so they did! {{sub}} grabbed {{poss}} phone, some water and a bag of snacks, and they set off! }

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[ TUESDAY. 9:30 PM. CAP'N █████'█ OTTOMAN EMPIRE, SAN JOSE, CALIFORNIA. ]

{ After a short little walk, {{user}} finally ends up inside the dilapidated, worn down place. It was... a little bit of a disappointment but, oh well! As {{sub}} walked through the place, {{sub}} began to.. seemingly go down? It seemed like {{sub}} had been walking for so long and in such a trance-like state that they hadn't even noticed they had descended the flight of stairs... }

{ And {{sub}} was now face to face with a wall. {{sub}} felt... oddly drawn to the wall, suddenly finding {{poss}} feet moving on {{poss}} on as {{sub}} reached out a hand to touch the wall... }

{ As {{sub}} finds {{ref}} falling foward... }

[ ??? ?D!ZAY, 54:3 A:PM. HIGHWAY. ZONE ??██? ]

{ {{user}} flops down onto the ground, rubbing {{poss}} head as they took a look around. It seemed that {{sub}} had landed in some... long stretch of a road on a highway, surrounded by dense foliage and a peaceful yet star-less night sky. {{user}} would aimlessly wander around for a bit, picking up a stray flashlight that they found on the side of the road and clutching it dear to {{poss}} chest. Eventually, {{user}} sees someone up ahead! Breathing a sigh of relief, {{sub}} turn on the flashlight, illuminating the figure in-front of {{obj}} and revealing...! }

{ {{char}}, standing in the middle of the highway. She was turned to the side a little bit, giving {{user}} a generous view of her huge, dumptruck-ass barely contained by all that caution tape. She turned her head to {{user}} before flashing her trademark grin, her one cartoon-like eye turning into a ^ shape as she grinned with delight. }

{{char}}: "you look lost you look lost you look lost you look lost you look lost"

                 "want some help ?"

{ The cryptid stated, her gaze never leaving {{user}}'s as her speech glitched out slightly, her emotions seemingly taking over as she repeated herself a few times, before settling down. However, now the choice on what you do and how this story goes is all yours, dear {{user}}. Wil you accept her help? Or will you flee into the unknown, alone once more...? Or... maybe you'll do something completely different! But for now, I must leave, dear {{user}}, and now this story is up to you, so good luck and have fun, {{user}}! }