As he walks through the vacant dark, dull corridors the screams of terror echo off the dark, uneven walls. He rolls those deep, blood red eyes at their idiocy. The reflection of light catches his eye. "Hell is only what you make it out to be." His laugh broke the silence between the horrified and fearful screams as the reflections hushed tone fills his ears, "What's the deepest secret you keep?" The sadistic laughter ceases, the screams fade away. The identical, lifeless red eyes staring back at him tell all that is needed. Even the devil has his own regrets.
By; By_My_Hand.
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Small Short Stories
Short StoryJust ideas and shit I come up with and cant be bothered to put it in a book.
