It was the late 1980s, and my friends went out at night after a big party we went to after our college year graduation, It was a relief that school was finally over but I got worried about what Im going to do now that Im an actual adult.
"Hey Simon come on the night is still young!" one of my friends said in a very drunk accent. I just looked at my watch, it was 12 a.m. I looked at them and shook my head "Sorry fellas but I got to get home" They all boo at me but didn't force me and said their farewells while I open the door to my car and sat down.
As I sat down I unclipped my keys out of my pants and started the car
As I was driving back to my neighborhood I realized that it was around 1 a.m. once I got home. I closed my car and I heard a scratching sound from a distance I looked around, it sounded like a metal that was being scratched but when I saw no one or nothing I shrugged it off and entered my house.
I heard something blinking in my room and I wondered if that was the computer so I set my things and entered my room. I saw the computer was open 'I swear I know I turned it off before I left' I sat down on the chair next to my desk. I saw that there was a message so I opened it...
ɎØɄⱤ ₮ł₥Ɇ Ⱨ₳₴ ₵Ø₥Ɇ, ł₮ ₮ł₥Ɇ ₣ØⱤ ɎØɄ ₮Ø ĐłɆ...
the message sent chills down my spine as I read it. I heard a knock at my door and I was confused since it was practically 2 already and stood up carefully making sure I didn't make any notice, I heard the knock again but it was getting louder I got slowly to my kitchen to get a weapon, "WHOEVER IS OUT THERE, THIS IS NOT FUNNY" I said intimidatingly as I grabbed and big enough wooden spoon and walked closer to the front door. there was no response but just a louder knock as it sounded like they were using their fist "IM GONNA CALL THE COPS IF YOU DONT STOP MESSING AROUND" I said as I slowly got my hands in the handle of the door and not seeing any movement outside my window.
I quickly opened the door once the knocking was finished and raised my weapon ready to hit whoever that fuck was messing with me.
I didn't see anyone as I looked to my left and right confused as to what was happening, I put my hands down still a little shaken as to assuming someone just knocked at my door and took a run for it.
until I heard something click far behind me. I was confused maybe it was my computer again but then I remembered. 'Did I lock my backdoor?'
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I heard nothing, as I looked back I saw it... a man in a coat with a hat and... a knife in his hand as he had a grin from ear to ear "ĐɆ₳₮Ⱨ ₩₳₦₮₴ ₮ⱧɆłⱤ ₴ł₦₦ɆⱤ ฿₳₵₭" as he starts to stabbing my eyes.
I feel pain across my face as I scream for help as I can't see anymore and I feel my legs being cut up with something like a saw and felt my chest pried open and my intestines thrown away and felt rocks filled instead.
as the sun rose my body sank as I felt water go through my body...
is this the end for me?
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Tid Venn Cycle (Book 2)
Science FictionSimon discovers that he has the incredible ability of teleportation. The realization came as a shock and prompted a whirlwind of questions about the nature of his newfound power. He quickly sets out to explore and harness his ability, eager to see w...
