The Smiling Man

Chapter 1

*Tw: Blood, gore*

His lips were scarlet, and his teeth were bloody. His eyes were sunken into his sockets, as if he had no eyelids. He stared at me with them wide open, blinking not one time. His hair was straight, black, and shoulder length. He had pale white skin, and a Glasgow smile. A smile so big, you'd be filled with unspeakable fear if you saw it.

He sat there in one spot, imitating a statue as he didn't move once, looking at my naked body which was covered in blood, scars and filth. I had no idea where my clothing went. I don't even know how I ended up there, in what looked like a dungeon. I only remember waking up..to his terrifying facial expression.

I looked around in the room I was in. It was dark, but I could make out what caused me to freeze as my eyes widened in fear. Before me, were dead bodies, spread out covering the filthy floor of the dungeon. All were women, naked, with their bodies mutilated. Each body had long deep gashes from head to toe, and their breasts seemed to be slit open in the shape of the letter 'X' with the tissue inside missing.

I trembled there in a corner, cold, and tied up in chains. I tried to scream but my mouth wouldn't open. My lips were sewed shut tightly, and bleeding. The pain caused me to shiver and tremble violently. My legs and arms were bloody from being slashed multiple times. So even if I escaped the chains, I couldn't run away. 

I sat in the chair, shaking and crying in fear and pain. I closed my eyes and looked down so I wouldn't have to look at the creature staring at me, or the bodies scattered on the floor. Seconds later, I could hear it...snickering..laughing at me. As frightened as I already was, his small demonic laughter only increased my fear...I lifted my head up slowly and began looking him in the eyes. My screams were muffled from my mouth being sewed shut. My muffled screams only made him laugh more. The laugh was deep and demonic. So deep, the vibrations made my ears shutter. 

Additional tears streamed down my face in fear and my breathing became heavier. I was so petrified I felt I could pass out any second now. The creature stopped laughing, and looked at me directly in the face with an angry expression. I froze in fear, watching him with widened eyes waiting for his next move. The creature emerged from his chair only a few feet away from me. I blinked once. When I opened my eyes, he was directly in my face, inches away from touching me with his disgusting disfigured form. I started to inch back a bit in my chair, sweating in fear and trying to scream. 

What occurred after, horrified me.

The creature placed his hands on his face and dug his sharp, long nails into his skin. He moved them down slowly, shredding the skin off of his face, starting from his eyes. He bled from his face, with no regard for himself as I released muffled screams in horror. My screams once again made him smile widely, while laughing maniacally.
He stopped shredding himself after a few minutes, exposing blood, meat and maggots spilling from his face. I couldn't do anything but scream and squirm in my chains as he became twice as horrific now..

I desired one thing. Escape.

Maggots began falling in my lap from the demonic creature standing over me, causing me to squirm increasingly.

The creature tilted his head a little to the right, while his smile was persistent on his face.

I could barely breathe. The only way I was able to was through my nose, although I dreaded it. The stench of the dungeon clouded my nose, causing me to gag and even vomit a bit in my mouth. As I retched in disgust, the creature gave me a warm smile. It reached for my head slowly, dragging its deformed hand in the direction of my hair.

It began to pet me, as if I was a dog. I trembled in fear, wondering what it's next move would be. I clenched my fists and looked away with my eyes shut, not being able to bear the sight of the beast before me.

It then retracted its hand from my head, reaching for the chains holding me captive in the small wooden chair. I opened my eyes as I heard and felt the chains being untied from around me. The creature crushed the lock into pieces with his bare hand, unraveling the large chain around me.

I sat there frozen, thinking to myself. Was it letting me go..?

Once I was released, I examined my arms glaring at the marks the chains gave me. I massaged myself in discomfort, then looked back at the creature crouching in front of me.

It was pointing into the distance of the dungeon. Pointing..to a door...

Sadness was evident on his face, as he looked to the ground with droopy eyes, and a lowly appearance. Very different from his behavior not too long ago. I glared at him, slightly confused as to what made him release me. I sat there frozen in a daydream thinking to myself, when it hit me that this would be the perfect chance to escape. I could move freely again now that the chains were off, and the creature..seemed to be letting me go...I gripped both sides of the chair and pushed myself upwards, attempting to stand. I fell to the floor instantly. I had forgotten all about the gashes covering almost every inch of my legs.