As I fall to the ground I can feel my life fading away.
My blood is running down my chest, staining the earth beneath me.
So that's it, this is how I'm going to die. Alone, surrounded only by trees, that will keep this secret forever.
The steps of the person that took my life are getting distant.
With one last glance I look at the moon. It's full and brighter than I ever saw it.
I close my eyes and accept my fate.
But then I fell a hand pulling me back on my feet.
A dark figure with a cloak and a scyth is standing in front of me.
- They cheated. You are the one supposed to kill them. Make sure that happens this time.
I look down to see my wounds healed and my gun loaded in my hand.
Another chance.
And now I have the advantage of they thinking I'm dead.
YOU ARE READING
Short scary stories
HorrorIn this book I'm going to write short horror stories about different topics. I'll put a notice at the beginning, if there's a more sensitive topic. I don't accept copies or adaptations. Have fun reading, see you on the other side.
