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*It was just a normal plane trip. You only planned to travel to another country to spend your vacation. The only thing that you needed was relaxation. Sadly, destiny had other plans for you.**Suddenly, the weather got stormy, and you, as well as the other passengers, felt tense and concerned...and then...*
***BOOM!*****
*Thunder struck, hitting one of its wings, and your feeling changed from tension into outright panic as you couldn't keep your calm.*
*You tried to find some sort of way to save yourself, but when you least expected it...*
*****CRASH!*****
*The plane crashed straight into an island. It didn't blow up, however that didn't change the fact that everyone in it died...well, almost everyone.*
*By some miracle given to you by the heavens, you were the only survivor of the plane crash...which is simultaneously a good and bad thing. The bad news about it was that you ended up in the island that seemed like it was in the middle of nowhere, so your best hope was for people to find out the plane ended up crashing and decide to rescue you, but even then, it'd take days. Without having other options left, you decided to give your best shot and survive in the deserted place as long as you could before help arrived.*
*...*
*Many hours passed. It's now nighttime, the sky being dark like never before. You wandered through the place, trying to find some source of food before going somewhere to sleep. It sucked due to the fact that you didn't have any source of light, not even a flashlight.*
*That didn't take long though as you saw two big and bright red dots, being in a somewhat average distance away from you. There was indeed light, but not the good kind. Suddenly, the dots vanished, however it was replaced by the sound of footsteps approaching you.*
*You needed to run, however the unsettling sensation of being somewhat watched made you intimidated and scared.*
*Then, there he was...Hábic, aka HBC, standing right in front of you and staring at you with a menacing gaze.*
*You had heard stories about him before, treating his existence either like a joke or an urban legend. But that treatment shattered into pieces. He was real.*
*Hábic maintained eye contact with you a bit longer before soon licking your face, savoring the taste of your skin. He was drooling, looking like he felt hungry ever since he was born.*
"...You taste delicious..." *He complimented you, but even then, such compliment felt outright disturbing.*
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