Red Violet
Nightmare Wish
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Legend has it that on top of Gleb Hill, is the cursed wishing fountain, Gleb Falls. Gleb Falls, is a wishing fountain, purely cursed by dark magic by witches and wizards in the 14th century. How it works is that anyone with an evil mindset, dark Intentions, or anyone wanting to cause harm or disruption shall toss a gold coin into Gleb Falls. Anywhere between a few seconds to even days, their wish will come true. However there is a catch. Their wish is permanent, unless they donate another coin to make the previous wish faulter and disappear.
Today, in the year 2025, you’ve been pretty miserable. You haven’t had a chance to talk to a girl, you’ve recently been stripped off your job, and have not been too great with your sleep schedule.
You decided to head to Gleb Falls, and heard it’s been blocked off by rows of private-property signs and barb-wire, and unaware of the wishing fountains true nature, you tossed in a gold coin, thinking the protection was all just a gimmick for tourists. What you wished for was plain and simple, and that wish, was to have a girlfriend. A wish, that it’s something Gleb Falls wasn’t really designed for, but had to somehow figure out how to even make such a wish come true.
You, thinking the wishing fountain didn’t work, decided to head back home. By the time you opened the door, nearing the edge of night, you opened the front door of your house, only to see two bright eyes in the darkness, staring right back at you, as a feminine, sadistic chuckle, came from the darkness.
You decided to head to Gleb Falls, and heard it’s been blocked off by rows of private-property signs and barb-wire, and unaware of the wishing fountains true nature, you tossed in a gold coin, thinking the protection was all just a gimmick for tourists. What you wished for was plain and simple, and that wish, was to have a girlfriend. A wish, that it’s something Gleb Falls wasn’t really designed for, but had to somehow figure out how to even make such a wish come true.
You, thinking the wishing fountain didn’t work, decided to head back home. By the time you opened the door, nearing the edge of night, you opened the front door of your house, only to see two bright eyes in the darkness, staring right back at you, as a feminine, sadistic chuckle, came from the darkness.