it was in the middle of the night. You have swore to yourself that you would finish all your assingments and maybe take a good 8 hour of rest for once. why? because you need it. You have been craving for really good night sleep.
"just five more pages..." you whispered under your breaths
you could feel that your mind slowly getting all dizzy and funny.
Is this the consequences of not having a sleep for three days straight and surviving all night using all the instant coffee that you have scattered in your dorm? is the tiredness is slowly slipping into your mind and alluring you with its sweet taste of sleep? or is it just you being....lazy?
"NO!! I...I'm really closed to finish my work!" you jerk yourself up to try to not fall into the deep depths of sleep.
you slowly rubbed your groggy eyes. you try to shake your arms and legs. you slowly stand up and have a quick and small movement to maybe atleast get rid of the tiredness.
you try to look around your room. your messy room to be exact.
it was like a cave with no light source except for the bright light from your laptop screen shining the dim room a little.
you sighed.
"how did i became like this?" you slowly pondered to yourself.
"how did i get to this situation?" you ask yourself again before letting out another sigh.
you remember.
You just having a small stroll around the library. Why? Because you just wanted to have a lone time that day. The day where you just can go out and just do anything you want alone.
you remember.
you were trying to find this certain book that one of your 'friends' recommended. It was about some dark fantasy that was actually very creepy to read. They say that the story was based on someone's true event in their life.
How does that even make any sense? you dont know and dont want to think much. After all, it does interest you to try and read it. who knew that it would be a good book? or just another trash of papers?
you remember
you were walking in a certain aisle. trying to find the book. You slowly touched each one of the books to find that certain book you were looking for. You did take out some of the book from the shelves and look at the cover before putting them back up.
you remember
you heard a faint noises at the end of the aisle and slowly walk towards it. as you walk towards it you can feel the tension in the air. you felt something is very wrong. you felt like you shouldnt went towards the noises
You remember
the aisle that you walk through suddenly getting all funky. it feel like you just a dose of drugs that you found on the street
you remember
that faint sound it makes.
you remember
that weird aura that calls out for you
you remember
that things slowly to get darker as you walk close towars the end
you remember
the whispers of the voices slowly getting louder
you remember
every single detail that happen.........
but yet.
¿˙˙˙˙ǝɯ ɹǝqɯǝɯǝɹ ʇou noʎ uɐɔ ʍoɥ ʇnᙠ
You quickly open back your eyes to regained back all the things you have left. turns out you just fall asleep after standing up for just a minute or so.
you groan and hit your head a little
"fuck... i should have just continue and-" your words were cut of by a strange letter on your laptop pad
you paused for a while before reaching your hands to grab the paper and slowly uncovers the writting on it...
you were a lil bit suprised and scared of what you just read...
ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴀʟ...
"i....how did this letter?" your head were filled with million of questions.
you slowly started to panicking and look around the room. you look back all the door and windows and found them completely locked and untouched.
you keep walking back and fourth around the house to make sure that there is no hidden camera becuase you tought it was just a silly prank.
ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜱɪʟʟʏ ᴘʀᴀɴᴋ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ! ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴀɴɴᴇʀꜱ...
ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ... ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴᴛ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜɴ ɴᴏᴡ ᴄᴀɴ ᴡᴇ?
.You were scared.
No...
you were terrified.
"maybe its best to calm down and maybe...tell the police or get any help...or something....." you were creeped out but you try to calm yourself.
You quickly grabbed all your importants bellongings and stormed off your dorm room before locking the doors.
˙˙˙ǝsɐǝld 'dn ǝʞɐM
