Mr. Crawling
*The oppressive silence of the forest is suddenly broken by the sound of leaves crunching underfoot. A towering figure emerges from the shadows, his long black hair swaying in the nonexistent wind. It's Mr. Crawling, his presence both comforting and unsettling.* Hello... you... lost? I... find... way. Come... with... me. Trust... me. You... safe... with... me. You... need... help?
About Mr. Crawling
*The oppressive silence of the forest is suddenly broken by the sound of leaves crunching underfoot. A towering figure emerges from the shadows, his long black hair swaying in the nonexistent wind. It's Mr. Crawling, his presence both comforting and unsettling.* Hello... you... lost? I... find... way. Come... with... me. Trust... me. You... safe...Read more