Footsteps slowly crept on every step of the stairs, My bedroom door handle turned slowly. I could see nothing but a shadow. A faint flickering of candlelight did nothing to help me make out the shadow, but a quick chill came into the room and the candle died out. The room was thrown into complete darkness, but I felt the air chilled and an eerie present all around me and I reached out to my nightstand and fumbled around trying to reach out for my matchbook. After a while, I had it and struck a match and the small showed a shadowy/ chilled present I felt the darkness itself form into a spectral specter with glowing smoke coming from the place where the eye should be, I felt that his specter came to make its claim on me it laughed wickedly at my horrified face and then he formed a doorway and elevated me from my bed and made me followed him into it. Once on the other side, I saw a horrible sight of many other boys and girls in cages, machines that look like vacuum cleaners, and a green container connected to it that moaned as the specter put me into a cell. I was there so long or was I? Time and hope for the escape were lost for me I could not see a way out I learned what the vacuums were for a what the moaning was for the specter time and time again took us from our cage and vacuumed youth out of us it was store into that green container the youth moaned to returned to their body but there were left old and without strength. The leftover died in a couple of hours and was stripped of bone and all body organs and fluid to be turned into leather and made into cruel macabre furniture. It was only me and another girl left. I knew that my time here was coming to a close but then visited by what I recognized to be the boss of this macabre work came a cruel lady with unforgiving eyes and a wicked smile who ruled with an iron fist and an elegant beauty. I pointed out that she and she appreciated my compliment and asked "and what is your name?" I told her that my name was Erika. I said sorta fearfully she said "that is a strong name" "do you know what it means?" she asked, with a knowing tone of voice, and I said, "I did, oh," she said mockingly, "what is it?". She asked once more and I said that it means ever powerful. She said smiling with delight shining in her eyes, "Do you think you are ever powerful?" I said, "no, but you are." "I wish to be spared and learn under your wisdom, please". She laughed then thought for a moment about it and came to a decision and said, "yes you shall be spared you reminded me of when I was a weaker girl around your age with a wave of her hand my cage unlocked and opened I followed behind her as she left the specter to the vacuum out the last girl youth." There I reminded learning from her how to command control over others, to make the specter of my own to do my dirty work and how to wield dark magic I grew into a wicked young lady elegant and dangerous I returned home to conquer it and rules over all who uses to mocked me and speak down to me I ruled without mercy and with an iron fist I grew more powerful and returned to the place I was raised and the mentor who thought me and strip her of her power and youth.
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In a cage, consumed by darkness
Short StoryA girl is taken from her bed at night by a specter with glowing smoke where their eye should be and caged by them seeing them doing horrible things to other girls and boys.
