I wake from a dream, I don’t remember much, but it was nice. The room is filled with tones of gray as my eyes adjust to the darkness. There’s frost on the windows, which is weird considering it’s summer.
Something doesn’t feel right.
It’s there. In the doorway. I can’t tell if it’s facing me or not. The silhouette of a man. I try to speak, but nothing comes out. Then I realize I can’t move my body. The tingling sensation of numbness spreads rapidly the more aware I become. The man just stands there. I begin to be able to make out a face. An insidious grin is pointed my way. Hoofs for feet. A tail. This is no man. I try to scream and trash about, but nothing. I can only control my eyes, but I can’t bring myself to look away.…show more content… It chuckles hoarsely as it gets on all fours. I can’t see it anymore. The room goes silent. My ears have never listened for something so intently. I manage to lift a finger. If I could only break this spell I must be under.
There. It rises a few inches from my face. The grotesque creature smiles to reveal its fangs. A forked tongue creeps along its lips and continues onto my cheek. My face freezes to ice. My heart feels like its bruising from beating too fast.
I swing my arm into it’s face and sit up with a jolt. Gone. Nothing there. I turn on my nightlight and peer around the room. Nothing but the cat sitting on my makeup table. I can breathe again. My phone has been chiming this whole time, my morning alarm. Set for 6. It’s awfully dark for 6 o’ clock in july.
Especially since this is Sudbury, northern hemisphere.
My throat feels raw, so I go to the kitchen to get something to drink. Milk helps slightly. My cat follows and begs me for some, but I only pet it. I’ve heard milk is bad for them. I decide to take a shower. Damn, it’s cold in my apartment. I can’t even warm up with the shower, no matter how hot I turn it, I’m still frozen. I go to my room to get dressed. The sun is creeping in through the hallway window, but my room is still pitch black. I turn on the light, but nothing happens. I go to my night stand and try the lamp,…show more content… The voice sounds inhuman. My stomach turns. I try screaming, but only whimper. I stare at my phone and try to reach it, but my muscles feel like silicone. I can hear it take a step. It echoes like before, only louder. It hums my favorite nursery rhyme for when I was young. How does it know this song? It takes another step. I try to turn, my bones crack and my muscles feels like they’re tearing. Still. No luck. I can see it creep up on my side. The beast from before. I’m gonna die here today. No job interview, no breakfast with my boyfriend, just death. I can feel it breathing on my neck. It’s tongue rips across my cheek and it begins to laugh maniacally. I can see those eyes again. Amber and
