12 Oct 2020
“What are you supposed to be anyway?”
“The name’s Balthus,” he said, winking.
“You went as yourself to a costume party?”
“What, no, of course not,” Balthus said, almost like he was offended. That eased into another smile right after. “I’m the big bad wolf.”
- Part 1 of Goosebumps
17 Oct 2020
Sylvain grinned, his teeth shining in the moonlight. “You’d think I’d get bored of it after all this time,” he said, “but I gotta admit that it really does something to me when cute girls like you are so obedient for me.”
- Part 2 of Goosebumps
27 Oct 2020
He was going to kill you.
That's all you could think.
You were going to die here, buried deep beneath Shambhala Asylum for the Criminally Insane in this awful white room where the sun had never and would never shine.
“My beloved,” F1162 said, his voice low enough that you heard the words more clearly through the rumbling of his chest than from his mouth. His breathing was so even. He’d just killed two men and his heart was pumping a steady, comforting beat against your cheek. “I always knew that one day… That one day you would find me.”
- Part 3 of Goosebumps
08 Nov 2020
“And you?” Petyr asked, his eyes finally rising to meet yours. “Have you been corrupted?”
You thought about the power you had been granted by the mark burned into the back of your hand. You thought about the rushing warmth of strength and power and tingling, crackling energy. You thought about how it had felt melting your way through Arianrhod Prison like a hot knife cutting butter, the cloak of void allowing you to slink through the shadows and kill guards before they even knew you were there.
You thought about the man who came to your cell that freezing winter’s night and asked if you wished to live. Yes, he was just a man. He introduced himself really quite simply with an elegant bow, his name and title. Count Hubert von Vestra. An interested party, he said. He told you that you had the potential for something greater, to make more of yourself than a petty criminal beheaded for petty crimes.
“I might be,” you finally answered.
- Part 4 of Goosebumps