Warnings: Scary, gore - Angst
Characters: First person
Info: Uuhhhh idk scary stuff
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POV: First
My vision became clearer as my eyes adjusted to the bright light. I tried to move, but nothing would budge. All I could move were my eyes, scanning my surroundings. I was cold and naked, bare.
I see mannikins in every corner of the room. Bright light was coming out of a window, illuminating a white door. Chills ran up my spine with the cold breeze coming through the cracked window, its white curtains blew in the breeze.
The floor boards nicely polished, without a single spec of dirt. The mannikins, elegant and fair they were all beige with a fibre like texture. Heavy footsteps could be hear from outside of the room. Looking down at the little crack between the door and the floor.
I could see black shoes right at the door. The gold rusty handle of the door turned and the door opened, but before I could see who came through the door.
I quickly snapped my head to the side as I felt something touch my shoulder. It was a manikin hand, it's soft touch on my bare shoulder. Reaching up to my head and covering my eyes.
I couldn't even let out a sound, the only thing I could depend on was my hearing. I felt the door swing open as I shivered, feeling the draft. The footsteps stopped in front of me, I felt like I was being stared at.
Unable to move and cover myself I started feeling embarrassed and scared. I heard something drop, it sounded like a bag? My body jolted as I felt something sliver down my leg and back up again.
It was cold and metal and it felt sharp, really sharp. I felt it glide all across my body until it stopped as my stomach. My eyes widened as it started to dig into my skin. Tears were starting to roll down my cheeks as I felt it dig deeper and deeper.
I felt a warm stinging liquid, pooling at my stomach. It felt like the object was carving into my skin, its handler just picking out bits and pieces that looked just right. It pressed more and more into my skin until all the pressure was lifted.
And then it started all over again, but this time it was my arms and then it was my legs. When they had stopped for a while I thought it was finally over it felt like I had been crying for hours, days, weeks, months!
But then I finally felt it, the finishing blow. A tug, on my open stomach. I wanted to scream, it felt like I was being ripped a part! One after the other I felt even more empty than the last. My eyes were burning, everything felt like it was on fire.
I can't even move to get away!
I can't scream to get any help!
No one can hear me!
No one can see me!
I'm alone!
I'm alone and I'm scared!
Can't someone just come and help me?
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I kicked and screamed...even though no one could hear me.
I pleaded...even though no one could hear me.
Won't someone? Anyone listen?
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Damnnnn that's kinda, deep? I don't know, but it got me feelin a lil weird. Anyway hope you enjoyed!
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