[CYOA] HUMAN STUDIES: SUPERSTITIONS (Strider)

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It Begins

Strider didn't really pay attention to the lady's explanation. He didn't really pay attention to much of anything because he was far too nervous about going to the human world. Strider played a cool facade at all times (in fact even now he was pretending not to care) but the human world actually kind of scared him shitless.

Something about superstitions. Okay, whatever. Please just say this field trip was going to end soon.

He heaved a heavy sigh of relief when she said they would be invisible. Oh thank Jack. He could just hide the whole time or something. It would be lame, but he'd be invisible so nobody would know he was lame.

Then he was informed that did not mean invisible to students.

Well s**t.  

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Visit A Home

Strider stuck very, very close to the teacher, but in the way that said I'm only here because I don't want to go elsewhere because I'm too cool for classwork. He had an amazing ability to exude confidence in any situation. A stage persona, maybe.

The professor gave them two options: go into a home or wander around outside. Strider didn't have to think twice about his choice: inside a home was a lot easier to hide out of sight than wandering around. Not to mention there were like a thousand more of them outside than there were inside.

An easy choice. He approached the house very slowly, like it was going to open up and eat him.

(Ironically, many houses in Halloween did in fact open up and eat people. This seemed irrelevant at the time).

He entered through the back door, not wanting to disturb whatever was lurking on the inside. From there, he prayed to Jack he would live.  

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He entered quietly and shut the door just as quietly-

and then he froze.

There was one right there. It was sitting at the kitchen table and it was- twitching? Why was it twitching? Now it was sticking a spoon into its mouth-

Oh actually, it didn't eat the spoon. Most monsters ate their spoon. So maybe it wasn't entirely stupid.

Okay, breathe, breathe. Chill out dude, you can do this. It's just a human, a puny little jacking human. Breathe.

He still didn't stop being anything but an absolute stick, pushing against the wall in terror, but he wasn't running away so he had to be commended for that. He even listened in on their conversation- something about knocking on a wall. He didn't move. The human's minipet thumped it's tail three times, and the human said something about a knock of death.

Knock of death were not words he wanted to hear right now.

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7: The human is talking about knocking on a wall - but hey, why not, right? So you knock three times. Three is a nice number. Except now the human is talking about 'knocks of death' …oops?

 

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The two humans laughed and Strider took the pause in silence to sneak away, down the hallway and towards the stairs. Then a tiny human came running down the stairs and Strider panicked. He threw himself into a potted plant, hiding behind the tiny fronds like they were going to protect him.

A black cat minipet meowed at him from a sunlit window and Strider fanned it away. "Shoo, shoo," Strider pleaded in a whisper, trying to get it away without alerting the tiny human.

Whyyyyy

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3: A regular black cat meows at you from a window sill.

 

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The cat meowed even louder at his frantic motions. The tiny one was beginning to notice and went over to the cat to make noises at him. No cat, please no go away. He wanted to live.

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3: A regular black cat meows at you from a window sill.

 

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The cat wasn't going to let him get away with just standing there, so Strider fumbled towards the front door. This was too much for him and he wanted out, out, out. Of course this made a lot of noise and the tiny one screeched itself into a teary, snotty cry, but Strider just kept going for the door. It actually worked out well, because he knocked over the plant, scared the cat and made it look like the scareling knocked over the plant.

Outside, a strange human was walking around their house, knocking on wood. Strider stumbled and fell onto the lawn. What was going on?

He picked himself up and managed to crawl back to the Professor. Of course while he looked a little spooked, he quickly covered it up. All he knew was that the human world was not to be tampered with.

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10: You watch a human walk around their dwelling three times, backwards and counterclockwise. Then they knock on a nearby piece of wood.