The suit of armor, full metal plating with a thin white plume atop the helmet, was fairly large. Henry hugged the wall and slipped behind it. He squatted down to make himself as small as possible as waited. The sound of squealing metal made him jerk up to see the armor was moving. The helmet turned around as if it were looking at him, a red ominous glow behind the visor.
When the rest of it began to walk off its stand with a rattle, Henry, in wide-eyed terror, fled. The armor gave chase. Up and down halls, through doors, past maids, and guards who joined the chase. Soon it was a line helmed by the possessed suit, all out to get him.
Henry ran blindly until he ran out of directions to run, sprinting into something cold and metal...
FAIL
Would a Stickmin Snack help?
When I chose armor, I expected him to hide in the armor, not behind it.
also why is it haunted?
That's a solid three on the the trouble scale
Would've gotten away with it too if it weren't for those meddling kids!
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How would a stick man fit in horse armor anyways?
Oh, crap, I died.
Fails: 3