"Lemme out, please! HELP ME"
"I don't wanna die. HELLO"
The screams parroted against the butchery walls.
No one will help you out.
"Dam Dam"
My hands were kept on whacking the heavy wrought iron door, hazy vision inept me to discern the place, eyes barely helped to foresight in the presence of dark.
The walls were painted with blood, Susi laid dead down the floor.
Her body was viciously wracked. Bits of mirror was darted on her eye balls; forehead was half smashed in pieces, skin was brutally sliced, foots were completely twisted.
A small sparkly tear was stuck right on her cheek. She has undergone a lot.
I couldn't stop the flow of my tears.
All I can hear were the screams of me, echoing against the walls, crying with pain and fear.
Guts forced me to stand back, cheeks slouched against the floor to look outside the door, tears watered the vision, blurry images formed through demi slash of eyes, restraining my mind to take a sudden call.
I was trying to seek help but frozen vocal cord shaken my voice.
"HM HM HM HM HM HM"
My ears bounced up to that same weird Twinkle Twinkle sound.
I paused.
Gasping, gasping and gasping, fear ceased me from moving, eyes were stirring like a wiper.
I felt a hand on my shoulder, darkness surrounded the room.
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The Curtains - Izma
Mystery / ThrillerDeath will follow you... When the massacre happened and mystery behind the walls is still untold. Group of youngsters find themselves in the slaughter house, grappling to get save from the deep dark terror of death. Each passing day, Emma hits to a...
