After heading to bed for a nights rest, I hear a knocking at the door. Not a simple "knock, knock, knock, knock". But rather a series of fast, violent smashes (A/N Bet you'll never guess what it is until I tell you! AA/N I'm eating a croissant while writing this ;P). I peel the covers away from myself and put one foot to the floor, then the other. Whoever's there must have heard me because the knocking stops abruptly. I bring myself to my feet and walk up to my old drawer, I slide one of the compartments open and wrap my fingers around my aluminium baseball bat. After all who knocks on someone's door at 2:00 am?
I turn the handle on my bedroom door and swing it open slowly, trying to make as little sound as possible. I make my way towards the front of my apartment, the door is a stained oak colour and with a bronze handle, a small window with curtains draped over it, sits next to the door, both locked, as always.
A loud smash of glass breaking fills my temporary home and the curtains are torn to shreds by the force of glass piercing them like a hot knife through butter. Shards of glass covered in a red, thick liquid clatter to the floor, leaving trails of red on the floor. Whoever did that must be severely hurt by now. A grey, bloodied hand grasps the bottom window seal and hauls a mangled, seemingly dead bodie through the window and faceplants on the floor with a low growl, something inhuman. A deep low growl that no human could accomplish. I notice a pooling of blood on the ground around the guy. A/N Yes its a male.
I run up to him and try to help him to his feet "Are you alright Mister?" I ask him, he obviously isn't but it's ok to ask right? He lunges at me, like a lion attacking an anteloupe. He grips my arm and moves his mouth towards it. He opens his mouth and attempts to take a chunk of my arm, I intercept his attack and smash him in the head with my bat. A crunch noise emenates from his head and he falls to the floor. One blow wasn't enough! He leaps from the floor and trys to gnaw on my leg, again I manage to intercept his attack with yet another sharp strike to the head. He's not playing around, he actually wants to eat me. I raise my bat above my head and swing hard down onto "It's" head, this time his head cracks open and a pool of blood forms around my feet. It crawls towards me, still intent on eating me. I smack him in the head again, this time aimed at his brain, which was now exposed and partially hanging out of its head. The bat hits on target and smashes its brain into a mush. Blood splashes all over my carpet and speckles onto my face and body. I drop the bat and collapse to my knees.
'I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry! I just did what I had to do! Please forgive me!' I shout, I burst into tears and lay on back, soaking my hair in the crimson red of the blood. Remember 'it' tried to kill you, it wasn't human anymore! I reason with myself, trying to comprehend what had just occured. The tears stop rolling from my cheeks and I pull myself from the floor. I look down at the destroyed remains of some poor man who had just been brutally turned to a pile of dead mush and blood. I turn around and vomit all over the floor behind me. I should probably get used to this, incase it's happening everywhere.
The fight must have alerted someone else outside because I hear slow footsteps towards my apartment followed by another low growl.
'Crap!'
Thanks for reading this chapter guys! This is the longest chapter I've done, but its no where near as long as others. IDC, hope you liked it! If you think I should tone down the violence and desriptions a little just tell me in the comments and I won't read it, Thank You!
- MidnightsDarkness
