INSANITY

Marie walked over to the building, as she pushed open the doors and walked in, she looked around seeing the ceiling leaking blood red ink, running down the walls and oozing under Marie's steps, as she walked through the inky substance she feel it almost stick to her shoes like thick glue with every step she took. A sickening feeling was washing over her body from the sensation, but couldn't seem to throw up, she looked down the hall seeing only a monster that resembled a wolf in appearance, with long tendrils that wiggled and squirmed around its morbid body. The creature's mouth fell open to unnatural lengths, the wolfs long tongue hanging out, limp and oozing slime like saliva, suddenly its head cocked to one side, its singular mechanical eye peering into the darkness glowing a faint red colour, the other eye seemed to look stitched shut in a grotesque manner, staring at where she stood frozen by fear at the sight of this creature.

The beast ran off suddenly, leaving behind a trail of saliva while also dropping something on the inky floor in its haste. She cautiously stepped over to the object that the demonic beast had left behind, she reached down to attempt to pick it up, but the ink gripped onto it like gooey vine like tendrils that seem to not want to let go of their quarry. The shape of the object seemed familiar to her, a headset, but one side of it seemed broken, bending in the other way and the colours looked faded. She attempted to wrench the headset out of the inky vines grip, Her own grip on it tightening as she grited her teeth, suddenly she felt a sharp pain going up her arm, soon the vines dropped limp, falling off the headset, as the vines fell to the ground they suddenly snapped up as a last bid to try to kill the poor girl, piercing her left hand like some demented needle pushing its way deeper into her skin.

She held her arm in pain slowly pulling out the substance from her hand Suddenly the sound of someone walking down the hall, making the girl slightly panic, then quickly hiding behind something that looked like a dented locker the sound of footsteps got closer, but it sounded like someone was wearing high heels, the clinking of the heels echoed through the hallway, soon a crazed laughter followed, Causing her to widen her eyes, seeing the only light flickering on and off, as the loose bulb swayed back and forth in a non-existent wind, slightly showing a creepy humanoid that looked like two people that were put together by a needle and thread, right down the middle, stitched all along their face and down their body,

Like they some sort of distorted Siamese twin experiment gone wrong, but their movements seemed almost puppet like, their arms, hands and head all twitched quickly to move, but yet their bodies seemed to be in agonising pain. Soon their head moved towards her frozen body as if she could see her, they smile from ear to ear but seconds later black ink leaked out past her cracked teeth, that oozed to the floor like slime, Marie could see through their viciously sharp yet wickedly demeanour, she could tell that their body was in agony, as the stitches along their body tightened and loosened almost at will, as they forced their ghoulish smile wider, "the show will begin and the tortured souls now are on the hunt! I will find you and I will make you as beautiful as my creature's" she said in a cracked, distorted voice, as the they got closer to her pulling her out of her hiding place, holding her up in the air by her collar.

The twins eyes focused on the poor girl, levelling their eyes at her with a gaze that seemed to pierce right into Marie's soul. as her mouth opened in order for her to presumidly speak, bugs crawled into and around her jagged teeth, leaving the impression that her mouth was just rotten on the inside, "No, it wouldn't be right of me to make everyone ELSE go through torture and just let you go! Not without some real fear and adrenaline flowing through of your body, the smell of it really gets the others going" she said as her body twisted to face her, almost falling apart as one of the frayed stitchings holding her together came loose, The crazed woman looking down and in a rush of speed,