The hallways seem to close around me as I squeeze my way through, trying my very best not to knock down any paintings, for that will give away my location and I'd be dead, food to whatever was chasing me.
it can't get through here, it's way to narrow for that nasty monster.
I keep telling myself, but from what I have seen and experienced, that writhing, wretched creature was nothing like I've ever seen, not just some normal animal, something far more powerful and grotesque.
as the hallways widen ahead of me, I get out of my crabwalk stance and back to walking.
As I walk, the skin-tingling music almost non-existent, I began to think.
What type of creature could be that tall? 8 feet!! Who could imagine?
It was only a mere shadow I had seen, but even if it was just a shadow...surely....
I brush all these thoughts aside and continue on walking, ignoring the eerie, unsettling paintings lined along the walls with seemingly dripping, torn wallpaper and the faint stench of blood.
Then, dread set in me. I froze.
squish....
squelch....
squish....
footsteps.
it surely isn't mine, I'm not moving.
My shoes...
they're soaked in blood.
I.... I've left footprints...
I feel it breathe down my neck.
warm....
then cold...
then warm again.
What shocks me is the fact that such a grotesque and damned creature had the right to breathe.
It wants me to turn around. It wants me to turn around and face it, and I knew that for a fact.
Look at me. I feel it say.
Look at me.
I don't want to. If your shadow had terrified me that much...surely....your face would shock me to death.
I would die.
I hesitated for a moment, like anyone else would have before laying their eyes on an unknown, wild monster chasing you in the dead of night along corridors and hallways in a foreign, castle-like mansion.
It's terrifying to think about, so I'd rather not.
I sucked it up, and slowly....turned my head... then my body.
It's right in front of me.
Just a few seconds from now....I'll be dead.
no one will know the fact that I'm dead after this, not that I remembered knowing anyone.
I'm going to die, and that's a fact.
All this while...running....it was just delaying the inevitable.
It's breathing in my face now, towering above me.
You win.
I closed my eyes, clenched my teeth and fists, and waited for it to tear my skin and flesh out.
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Nightmare Fuel
Horror;maybe, in time, secrets shall reveal themselves. a/n: this book SU C K S. that's because it's one of the very first books i ever wrote...so like the grammar, the pacing and maybe even the spelling is shit, so yeah. heads up for the cringe. complete...
