"Stop staring at me,"
"Do I look strange?" the guy in front of me said all in a deep different terrifying voice.
He cleared his throat, "Um... my voice is bad? Is it scary?" he rumbled in a completely different voice again. What is happening?
"Hey NANCY,"
"Hi Nancy, I think this tone is better, oh no it still sounds bad right?" he mumbled still holding up my face. I was shivering to the core as I felt sweat dripping between my legs that could barely stand.
I didn't know how to react, I still couldn't tell if I was dreaming or if I was still on earth or perhaps somewhere else.
"Okay don't be scared, I don't bite, my wings look scary, right? I should have changed it before showing myself to you. How bad it's the coolest wings back home, oh well give me a second," he said as he let go of me and stepped back. I still couldn't move or scream. I stood still.
