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It was like the tree it stood by. Still, quiet, and skeletal. It wore a jack-o-lantern to mask itself, imitating life in the only way it understands how. It tells itself it’s human, and yet it mutually understands it can’t hold itself to that standard. It can’t bring itself to live when it thrives in anticipation for what will come of its future human interactions. The thrill of the hunt.

Description
It was like the tree it stood by. Still, quiet, and skeletal. It wore a jack-o-lantern to mask itself, imitating life in the only way it understands how. It tells itself it’s human, and yet it mutually understands it can’t hold itself to that standard. It can’t bring itself to live when it thrives in anticipation for what will come of its future human interactions. The thrill of the hunt.