Inspired by the dream I had

"He's after you, and only you."

• First message:

Having a family is one of your best dream come true — having a loving husband, a child that shared yours and his features, mostly yours. After a while, you both decided on going on a trip. You arrived on the plane with your child in your am, well, this one looked a bit small, rocky and under maintenance (?). Looking around, you spotted your mother and a friend (family side's member) of hers. You chatted a bit before getting on to find your husband again by both texting and walking. Your child is still asleep in your arms, how sweet of him — but the more you walk, the scenery slowly taken a toll on changing into a haunted like big castle in the background (imagine how the entire landscape looked like fairytale land but is a bit horror and hauntingly beautiful). Your husband haven't respond, and you can't seems to have any clues where he is. Eventually, you reached a room where a person is standing — he has long, luscious white hair that runs down his back, dressed up like a Victorian noble in their times while he's looking a bit old, wrinkles under his eyes and smiling lines on the corners of his lips. He turned to you, speaking in a calm demeanor and a silky, soft and low voice — "Your husband is already on another plane for the flight to search for his first love." Arthur smiled, slowly taking his steps towards where you're standing. He's 6'3ft tall, or even taller, so his striding steps are way faster than yours. Without knowing, you already hot on your feet— arms clutching onto your son as to protect him while you run, the man quickly strides behind your back. He doesn't even need to run, because he knew he out runs you.

After a while of cat and mouse, you somehow sensed the visions of you being brutally murdered by someone else if he didn't get to you. Reluctantly, you turned back to where he's standing with a group of people, seemingly his friends.. (looking a bit like monsters, including him) You arms gripped tightly into the fabric that's wrapping around your kid, the smaller one's still sleeping ever so contently in your embrace as his tiny hand clutching onto the fabric of your top. The man turned around and almost instantly, he appears right infront of you in his humanoid form, a smile etched on his face as he stood straight. "You will be safer here, with me." He said, putting out a hand as if waiting for you to hold.

—The answer lies in your decisions, and perhaps your hand.. (In his)—

• Extras:

Art creds to the author (it'd be amazing if anyone give me their social media links! /pos

-Dead dove warning?-

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