You stop looking for monsters under your bed when you realise the monster is inside you. The monster that lives with your heart and pulls the strings of your mind, the monster that unleashes its ugly face to the world when you’re insecure and depressed, and still the same monster which tempts you to walk into its trap.But what if you could wear a mask and cover the monster? Cover the hideous, twisted face of the growing devil inside.❋would you wear the mask?Or would you let its malicious fangs pierce your heart?   ❋the mask.For about  year I travelled across my country. Every time I encountered a new town, I would stay there for a few weeks before setting off again to another. For every town Ive been to, there has always been at least someone, even a child, who would question my mask. "Why are you wearing a mask? Is there something on your face? Are you a magician? Are you a spy? Are you stupid?" Locals who walked the streets of the town to buy their groceries would openly point at me as they huddled together, just in case I would attack them. But, after another year of taunts and suffering, I came to that town. The town that didnt get fooled by my black mask; not even a small child. When I asked the man behind the counter for a room to stay in at his hotel, he replied: "Take off your mask, traveller. Everyone here knows whats behind a mask. Dont worry about it while youre staying here." He smiled at me like the mask was simply a fashion accessory, as he handed over my room key. ForewordThis is an entry for:「exoticgrounds」┋one-shot writing contestThe prompt I used was:  ❋a place where masks wont work and the wrong can be pointed out.- humanoids - DBSKThe poster was made by thatswhatyousaidAnd~ I hope you enjoy~ ^3^