" Level three: find the checkpoint and enter your player nickname."
I don't know what's going on, but I don't want to be part of it.
I turn around to go back home, to see a mist coming from there, obscuring the view.
Walking into it, a silhouette starts to form in the distance.
A sense of dread takes me as the figure extends 10 feet tall, the arms are in the knee height, ending in long claws. It let's our an inhuman scream and starts running in all fours.
I take off running, but it's quickly gaining on me.
Just as it's about to catch me, I leave the mist and it stops.
I look behind, not daring to slow down, ar least until the sight of the city is no longer in view.
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.
