"..."
He frowns, not having anybody left to prank/annoy/exasperate, so he goes to the edge of the school and climbs down the rope ladder. (Which he fixed earlier)
He jogs into the forest, heading for a cave with a large fur rug (made from a bear) and some bones lying in the corners.
He lies down on the rug and looks at the sky, the sun beginning to set.
???: "..." The figure watched Nakon from hiding.
He then pulls a curtain made from woven vines over the entrance to the cave as he shifts a large rock to block the entrance.
"That should be enough to keep me in, and people out." He mused while grabbing some preserved meat from a stone shelf and chewing it.
???: "Guess i'll have to work around it.." a faint ill cackle came from the back of the cave.
He spun around, looking at where the sound came from. "Who's there!?"
???: Sitting outside the cave, he shook his head. "Stupid dead souls, always so loud.."
He heads towards the back of the cave, nervous. "Hello?"
He draws a dagger from his belt, pointing it into the shadows. "I-i'm not afraid of you!"
Dead soul: The figure shambled towards him.
"Holy-!" He cries out, stabbing at the dead soul with his knife.
Dead soul: it tried to grab the knife out of his hands, but the knife tore it's hand off. It didn't seem bothered, and continued shambling towards him.
He pulls a small bottle of oil out of his belt, pours it on the knife, which then catches fire, and stabs it in the head, chest, and legs in rapid succession.
Dead soul: "Khaaaaaa..." it groaned, then collapsed. It sank back into the ground.
He shakes the knife, putting the fire out, then lies down and falls asleep on the rug as a full moon rises.
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