Eli walks around town as he notices something wrong.

Everyone has zippers holding together their skin…

Jeez, Plastic surgery went rogue.

Out of curiosity, he checks his own hand.

It was in fact laced with zippers…

“Wow, terrifying,” he scoffs.

“You are sad man,” says a voice he can't trace.

“Annnnd your deranged,” Eli responds nonchalantly.

Damian waves his hand slowly revealing himself as all the zippers disappear.

“You are a hard person to scare sir.”

“And you are an interesting person to exist Damian,” Eli says.

“You know my name!”

Oh boy, Eli thinks as he walks away rolling his eyes.

Hey!

Are you going to answer me?

Helloooo?

…..

“No.”

——- I'm sick but finally got motivation to post!