For day nine, we have one of the Masked Children, blood drenched psychotic demons who hunt the other races with sadistic glee, hacking the adults to pieces with their cruel assortment of cleavers, shears, and hatchets. The children... are either turned into Masked Children themselves.... or devoured.

So, if you are ever walking home at night and hear the snickering of children around you... run. Don't think. Don't call out. Just run. And hope that you can outrun the red eyes behind you...

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