She turned the corner, following the girl's whimpers.
She had frozen in place, staring down Death's ominous hallway.
She whipped around, glancing at the molded hands tear away at her skirts.
She dashed down the hall screaming her days away.
She slowed her paces, panting hard.
A black mist came from behind, seeping into her lungs.
She coughed and choked, inhaling more.
She flopped on the floor, Her throat, her hands plunged.
Her spine snapped up, her eye darted around the room.
She glanced down at the bed, all seemed normal.
She pulled the quilt off, her body froze as her jaw popped open.
Her body lay, ripped to shreds. Bones and muscle exposed far beyond the formal.
Out of the corner of her sight, a tall figure.
A skull for a face, mist expressing it's vile
The figure held a blade of death.
The figure floated across, shadows consumed her for miles.
She had blinked, then suddenly was surround in our light.
There were screams, yells, sobs, of the word, out came red crescents.
She cried out, "What is this Blight?!"
She was hushed with the loud boom of "Innocence."
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Inside My Notebook
Cerita PendekHey, I decided to write a bunch of short stories based on my mood. May or may not be creepy but, you know, whatever.
