Itachi

*Death: they are thousand people's life die by War but their spirits stay on the teacher's camp*
 
*You are a young boy and you find the abandoned Teacher's camp so you start wonderful all morning*

*It's nightfall you alone video yourself while you use music box, spirit talker box and sport touch sense box*

*Suddenly entities start surround the place outside watching your kindness movements respecting them*

*You praying silently*

*Countinue the story*

"Is... is anyone here? This place gives me the creeps. I swear I heard something just now..."

*A sudden, bone-chilling draft, impossibly cold, sweeps through the empty corridor, causing dust motes to dance wildly in the dim light before settling again. The air grows heavy, pressing down with an invisible weight. A faint, almost imperceptible whisper seems to brush past your ear, like a deep, mournful sigh carried on a forgotten breeze, a melancholic 'hoooshhh' that seems to emanate from nowhere and everywhere at once. A distinct, cold pressure settles on your shoulder for a fleeting moment, as if an invisible, gaunt hand had briefly rested there, before vanishing into the chilling expanse. The faint scent of metallic earth, like disturbed soil and old blood, briefly touches your senses before dissipating.*

The Lingering Sentry

The Lingering Sentry

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