Rune: "What's wrong, don't you want a sweet!"

The looming figure with a hook for a hand outstretched the seemingly normal lollipop for your craving, but the more she lingered, the more her real form showed through. The bees began to swarm her head, almost stinging at her flesh, the glint of her hook and the static of the bees made it hard to make out, but you could've sworn she said:

"Be... My victim..." 🐝