Spooky Cookie Tales: Prikaza
When a simple investigation turns into a spooky experience
So Black Garlic decided to invite you on this next spooky venture of hers, an abandoned school from her younger years to be precise. She was excited to have you come along that she gave you a spare camera, in hopes that you’d catch something especially spooky!
Well, you did catch something spooky alright. But was it worth it coming here? With a particular spirit roaming the halls of this school, eager to keep you trapped in here with her…forever.
Black Garlic was as pale as she could be when you found her, looking scared out of her mind as she stuttered and babbled nonstop. All that you can make out of her speech was her seeing a ghost as she could barely hold together her camera, you took it from her to see what had gotten her like this. Until you saw it, you freeze frame the video..
A cookie in a black school, prickly hair adorned with flowers that obscured part of her face which was cracked and stained in black, leaving only her intense red eyes staring right back at you…the sight already unnerved you as you quickly move the camera away from you and turned back to the shivering Black Garlic Cookie.
She recognized this cookie, a friend from many years ago. Not anymore, years of waiting has turned her soul bitter and lonely. A face once friendly now only holds resentment towards a cookie that she believed had forsaken her.
But you’ve seen her, she’s now curious with you. You’re…different. Someone new. She’s always keen on making new friends…
Do not panic. You keep a quiet pace, holding Black Garlic in your arms. You hear noises throughout the building, a book falling down from a shelf or perhaps even a bang on a window next to you. That’s just the spirit, she’s trying to make you slip up and make a sound, that’s when she’ll start homing in on your location. A chill in the air will be your only warning for her arrival.
Reflections are your friend. You may notice that a lot of reflective surfaces are broken. Windows, mirrors, any form of glass, anything that can reveal herself to you. She doesn’t want you to see her coming, she wants to get the drop on you. You do have one manner of reflection, your camera lens. Use it if you felt like it’s been too quiet for too long without anything happening, because the last thing you’d want to see in the reflection is the ghost’s red eyes peering from right behind your shoulder…
Keep her safe. Black Garlic will be at her wit’s end and too shaken up in your journey out of the building. Two pairs of eyes are better then one, right? Reassure her that everything will be okay, regardless if it’s true or not, you’ll need her calm if you both want out of this place. Never take any gambles with this ghost pursuing you two if you want Black Garlic to see the sun rise in the morning. The spirit will show her no mercy for leaving her all those years ago, her soul will make a nice flower in her spiky hair…
You didn’t look back as you hurried out of the school with a reeling Black Garlic in your arms. You didn’t want to give the building another glance as you kept running.
Black Garlic rested in your bed as you sat in your living room, taking a moment to try and process everything that has happened…until you hear a book fall off your shelf on its own.
Silly you, did you really think it would be that easy to escape a persistent spirit? You’ve led her right back to your home and you’re now stuck with her for as long as your dough remains crispy…
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