Please, do look behind you.

Nightmares Begin...

DISCLAIMER: This is a new type of writing I am testing out! Don't judge please.

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                                        You hear a blood curdling scream behind you.

The only light in the room you are in is above you. You are on a hard, metal table. Strapped down so tight you cannot even twist your wrists or ankles.

You are wearing a hospital gown; similar to the ones people wear when going into surgery. You feel a tingle on your foot. A subtle tingle. Almost like a tiny fairy is petting your foot...

Gentle...

So very gentle...

Are you even feeling this? Is this just your overactive imagination? 

You look down. A creature with no hair, a hunched back, and no eyes is stroking your foot. 

(ever heard of the rake? If not, go look him up ;3)

Your only little light above you flickers out.

You can feel his gentle touch moving up your leg.

Up and up...

all the way to your eyes. 

You can feel his claw-like fingers around your eye sockets, like a grabber in a claw machine. 

He slowly pushes your eyeballs upward, and gets a good grip.

He stays like this for a moment, and then quickly tears out your eyes right from your sockets. You try to scream, but nothing comes out. 

-

You wake up in a padded cell. Like in a mental institute. 

Fresh blood is all over the walls. Dripping down like molasses.

You hear a whisper. You are next.

You look behind you, but nothing is there. 

Only a long hallway, dimly lit by dying torches. The end of the hallway is dark.

Behind you are screams of the asylum. Screams of the tortured.

You leave that nightmare behind.

Although your mind is screaming, you can't control where you are going. You walk down the hallway, past dark rooms.

Whispers of freedom... Whispers of love.... they all come from the pitch black rooms.

It all becomes silent. Not even your footsteps are heard.

A soft voice is heard from the end of the tunnel. 

"Come to me"

It gets progressively louder as you continue to move forward.

"Yesss"

You enter the grey room. You are tied in a straight jacket.

Suddenly the door opens, and millions upon millions of spiders and insects crawl into the room in swarms. 

On the ceiling,

On the floor,

On the walls.

It looks as though the room is moving and spinning around you. 

The bugs and insects then realize there is no food in there for them too eat.

They are so hungry...

Then they acknowledge that you are there. 

Fresh. Meat.

Bugs of all kinds crawl onto your body,

get into your straight jacket,

and start crawling into your mouth. 

-

You wake up in dark water.

You are drowning. 

There is glass near you.

An observation room. 

There are people staring at you with blank stares. 

Unblinking. 

You blink, and suddenly,

they are all gone.

You blink once more.

There are people in the water. 

Staring at you. 

Trying to grab for you. 

scratching you up and scarring your skin.

-

You wake up on another table.

This time you are being held down by doctors.

They have needles and scalpels in their hands. 

They hold you down as you struggle.

The pain you feel is worse than any you have ever experienced.

They are cutting you open. 

The doctors are ripping out your organs now.

One by one.

The heart...

The lungs...

The stomach...

-

You wake up in your own bed. 

You walk downstairs to get ready for school.

There is a man in your kitchen.

He has a knife in his hands.

You see that your whole family is on the floor, bleeding out.

You. 

Are.

Next.