short stories of the missing writer

Into the unknown

As I was getting sucked in, I couldn't snap out of my safe place hell I even screamed, and I couldn't wake up. It wasn't my safe place any more it was a nightmare the river had taken me to a very cursed version of my safe place. Everything was flipped on its head, and they were all black and grey no color whatsoever. It smelled of death, ink and something that I couldn't put my finger on even though it felt familiar. I started to walk around this version of my world, and I was just in awe of how screwed it was. I saw a dark figure scrunched up under the cursed version of my tree I wanted to avoid it at all costs, but I couldn't it was sucking me, It was even looking at me but it still made me walk towards it. It was like it was controlling my body and it was not fun I fought so hard to pull away, but it just didn't work. Before I knew it, I was standing right in front of it. In a low glitchy sounding voice, it sounded like its windpipes were damaged a long time ago and never recovered.

"What are you doing here..." It didn't seem like the person was asking and I couldn't tell a gender for it either not that I wanted to I wanted to know as little as possible about this that I could because in time I would just void it out of my memory for a long time until I was cruelly reminded in my later years. My response was to just stay quiet...2nd mistake of the day.... The figure stood up and towered me it was huge and not human like at all I could now see horns a demonic tails I count three in total this creature was the ink smell but it didn't smell of death however I could feel warmth radiating off of it even though this place was freezing it was the only thing I actually liked about this hell that was some how created in my mind. the demon grabbed me by my throat then there was a flash of black then a burst of white. I was tied up to the decerped tree with a black ink like rope.

"I am only going to ask you once again. What Are you doing here?" the demonic figure had said I looked it in its eyes I still couldn't snap out of my state. I felt a sharp pain in my head then in my leg and then in my stomach. The figure then disappeared, and I was released from the tree and the ink ropes were on the ground I was relieved that I was free and after running to the river and touching it again I was in my side my happy place again and I was able to snap out of my state. School was over already? I had zoned out the whole day, but I wasn't even in a classroom any more I was outside in an alley way surrounded by bloodied up bodies that were beaten up brutally and I was completely covered in blood.

I was shaking my hands and knees; the scent of blood rang all throughout my nose and I had to get away from it. I wasn't hurt but I looked like I was a murder or was supposed to be dead. I walked out the alley way and started acting like I was really hurt I was limping and all. I was also hopping from alley until I got to my workplace, seeing as it was afterschool by the position of the sun I needed to go to work. I got to the shop and used the back entrance and went to the staff bathroom to clean up. There was a shower in the back because this shop was a house before and the other reason why they kept the shower was because they usually hire teenagers that go to school so it's common for us to also want to change out of our uniform when we get to the shop. I locked the bathroom and got undressed for my shower it was nice to have a hot shower after the day I had so far. I was cleaning off all the blood and I touched my head, and it turns out I had blood up there too, so I just decided to wash my hair as well. I was about to get out when I thought I saw something out of the corner of by eye, but it was nothing. After all I was the only one in there plus the door was locked, out and dried off and put on my work outfit, as I was straightening out the details I was thinking about the demon and the figure I thought I saw before...