Guys I made these stories to scare all of man kind. Tell me what you think. Here is story one. If the story is too scary still put a coment. Just make sure to tell me you were scared.
Blood everywhere. Nightmarish pools and gory splashes stain the four walls red, only they aren't walls, they are thick peices of broken bone. They stick awkwardly towards, as if it is a sick taunt. Before me lies a body. Hanging up side down with no head. Blood trips out of the decapitated mess and dirtys the floor further. I think of it as a faucet...always running never stopping.
I walk into the corner and sit down. The blood feels warm against my pants. I stare blankly acorss the room. Blood. Bodies. Carnage. In the corner angled infront of me I see a small body. It is hunched over a girl, no older then 10 ripped open from the inside out. Her ribs point out spattered with blood. Small drops drip off the now elongated ribs and onto the floor further more adding to this river of death. My attension is now turned to the human no creature above the mutilated girl.
The creature has the body of a toddler. Small, fragile. Its eyes of fire burn repulsivly through me, I want to look away but I cant. His skin green,eyes as red as the blood he craves, fingers with nails like well crafted bladed. It makes god awfull noises into the moist blood filled air. He cackles and laughs as a lone tear rolls down my eye. He starts the screaming again...as if this is what he was waiting for. For me to break down. To give up, but he doesnt stop he keeps screaming.
I turn my bloodshot eyes filled with horror to the other corner. An ape like creature lies alone. Apart from the other. Its attention is not wasted on the horrific display of carnage that surrounds me, it looks at me with the same look the hell-child gave me. its head as been horribly beaten. Fractured bits of bone fragment stick from its wrinkled skin mixed in with blood stained fur. It sniffs the air and opens its gargantuan mouth and reveals a large toothy smile, each tooth as yellow and blood filled as the next. Fresh blood drips off its mouth and into the sesspool below. The creature growls at the hell child and the hell child yells gibberish back. Fresh blood flung at the other as it rolled off their toungs and splattered violently onto the others face.
I watched as this went on...unable to look away, unable to close my eyes, and unable to leave. Soon enough all attention turned to me. The hell child grabbed my arms, the ape creature my legs. I was dragged to a smaller pool in the middle of the room. The headless faucet was removed from the ceiling and thrown on top of me. Next was the young girl. As her carcass hit the faucet man blood seeped through his head and onto my face. I could taste the fresh warm blood. Soon enough...before all faded away, a woman, who I had yet to notice was thrown ontop of me. I could see just enough to make out a face between the horrible gashs. The womans eyes had been grotesquely and obsurly removed. Small strings, likely retina, still hung in the sockets where her eyes one were. Blood tripped into my mouth more and more again untell I could do nothing but swallow.
The blood...the blood was warm and salty down my throat. In all the madness there was a state of euphoria in all this madness. Somehow...I felt at peace, like I was ready to die...one would be so lucky.
A warm Blanket. Police sirens wail in the night...I am in one, wrapped tightly in a blanket. I am asked questions all I can say is "demons,"
I am taking to a room where I am asked who did it and if I saw them. I am shown pictures of the bodies...each as awfull as in person. All this does is fill me with sadness. I soon hear screaming, it is loud...uncontrolable. It was my own.
A white room. I am wrapped in a white jacket...It is a straigh jakcet. I see demons in the shadows, I look at the metal door of my room and see a reflection. Horrible scratches and bruises...self inflicted no doubt.
I am haunted with sleeping in and out of devilish nightmares...the pills worked in the begginging...but will never stop. I am unable to think...unable to sleep, unable to comprehend with normal life.
I over hear one of my many nurses talking of me. I hear one say "What a horrible way to lose ones family," Thats it. Im taking back to the nightmares.
One day the demons will come back for me...in the night...I will be murdered like my family...I await the day with embrace.
That's nice, interesting to read =) I think the mention of 'blood on all four walls' threw it off, but then again I'm not one to take stuff like that serious, is that bad?
There's a drunk clown wearing pink spandex that breaks into your house. Scary huh? Remember, check your closets before bed tonight, check them for 2 things, Michael Jackson, or the drunk clown wearing pink spandex,
No doubt you did make a lot of this but isn't most of this based of the story Lord Loss? Especially the fact he is questioned with pictures? And is quickly transitioned into the Insane Asylum?
If I'm wrong tell me... but if not, just let us know... because, based on my memory of the book, you seem to have much different detail. I'm just making a connection about the basics of demons, questioning and insanity...
i would have to say that a lot like lord loss (as another person said) because the toddler is like vien(or artery i dont know) but instead of a alligator its a ape and his dad was decapitated and hung from the roof, and it was a awesome book
