TopHatJester

"Damn it, what does that maniac hunter need?" A man in white with a tophat slowly walked in what seemed like the middle of nowhere. Barrens if I would say so myself. Taking out what appears to be an old receipt, he proceeds to the shop it lists. Gradually a simple piece of architecture comes into his view. A sign greets the fancy figure at the front reading, ’WELCOME TO St3ri1iS’s BEST (AND ONLY) SHOP!’ with a note stickied on it with faded letters written in ink saying, ’HUNTERS NOT ALLOWED!’ The shop’s dark wooden walls were stained with a dry, blood-like red. There were no windows to speak of and there s