hearth_ 1023 Share Posted October 1, 2014 *------------* Dragging. The soft stench of rotten flesh wafts through the air of the old mental hospital. Blood splatters up onto the walls from bodies piled high atop one another. From the silence comes a ghastly humming from a man. He was as pale and thin as a sheet of paper. From the fingertip of each one of his fingers crawled claw like nails. In his right hand, he dragged behind him a woman. Nobody whom looked too special, nor anyone whom you would think had any purpose in this world. His eyes were sewn shut, yet, somehow he stepped gracefully over the bodies of his other victims. The Man's mouth hung agape and his teeth occasionally clicked together, the awful noise echoing through the dark corridor. His head filled with the repeating screams of his victims. Over and over again. They all said the same thing, "More. We need more". Though these were not the true last words of the victims, it is what he had heard. As he rounded a corner, he stopped in front of the room. Slowly adjusting his head to view inside. Each centimeter his neck moved was followed by a sickening crackle. In the room was something horrendous. Dead bodies, sat up in chairs like a little girl would play tea party with her dolls. "Y-Yees.. Suzy.. I br-brought mooree...". At that moment the man tossed in the woman. As he dragged his feet back towards the exit, the shadow that projected onto the wall behind him was horrifying. No. 'Suzy' wasn't a corpse. She was alive. And feasting. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Knox213 10 Share Posted August 2, 2015 Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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