Oct 20, 2011 21:45
[A hard smack and a coughed up gasp sound out as the Dreamberry clicks on. Video mode is activated, but the screen is black. The audio is fuzzy since the device is in a pants pocket rubbing against fabric.
Heavy paper crinkles and shifts. Thin, plastic items clatter into each other, then something smoother and lighter in color obstructs the view. The Dreamberry slides out and drops to the ground. It records Seiji from the bottom up, holding brown shopping bags between his left arm and side and pointing a scalpel with his right hand at a shadowy figure.]
No! You can't have her! I picked it out myself. She's mine!
My heaaaad... Give me my heeeeaaaad...!
I said "NO!" [Seiji yells and darts towards the figure, which looks like a shrouded man on a black steed. His weapon hand knocks back and thrusts at the man--]
Aaaaugh! [The boy falls through(?!) both the rider and his horse. He throws his arms in front of him to brace himself, dropping his bags. A pumpkin rolls out of one of them across the pavement. Seiji grunts and pivots to stab at his opponent again, but he disappears. The teen draws a sharp breath.]
What the hell...?
[Wind whooshes behind him. He straightens stiff and flips his eyes wide open. His head snaps to his side. The shadow man stands in front of his ride. The pumpkin sits in his hands.]
It's mine.
Give her back! [He lunges, but the horseman and horse dissipates into the night air -- with the pumpkin. He grunts and jabs the scalpel point to the ground.] Dammit!
((Bold/italicized text is the Headless Horseman.))