The Curtains - Izma

12

My quest was stretched further as I up front that hallucinated dead thing.

Gasping turned to panting, bathing with sweat of fear, I got up to see who is there, but there was no one standing there.

I wanted to shout, was scared like hell, but again I bent down to see.

A loud sigh fled out, eyes were flickering, not ready to sight the dread again, but inquisitiveness rampaging through my blood, shoving me to look again.

I gently put my head onto the ground, eyes were focused without a blink.

This time, legs were approaching towards me.

I fall back, screams overtaken my words, pointing my torch on the couch, eyes were still searching that thing, but nothing was there.

"What Happened? Are you ok?" Will got stunned, hasted near me throwing the bag down.

Escalated fear sealed my lips. He grabbed my hand tightly, pulled me up and asked again. As I turned back.

She was there!!

Right front of me, dark and mysterious, one eye was stitched with piercing grass bough, skin was brutally sliced from cheek to neck, veins were popping visibly, one side of head was bald.

No space was in between me and her, my hitching breath was even bouncing back. Lingering eyes didn't even get a chance to fully gaze her, she bawled.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Her voice was deeply anguish but filled with grudge.

Glasses smashed, the sound was deafening to death, flash lights wracked down, paintings plunged, echoing against the marble floor, deep darkness spread over covering our eyes and she growled louder and louder.

My heart beat halted for a micro second.

Every one freaked out, we rushed to open our light sticks, darkness inept our visual power.

We were bumping on to each other, my trembling legs slumped me back on to couch.

"What just happened?" Karen shouted with astonishment, murky look in her eyes sprinkles as she turned her face at me.

Felt like a thunder storm hit the place

"HEY! Where is Will" catching ourselves back, we roamed our eyes in search of Will, dusting off our clothes we stood up.

Will was nowhere.

Tear fell like water when we saw a hand on floor near the door, slashed out of body.

That door was slight open, hand was laying on doorsill, letting us to peek inside.