Darkness, sharp and glittering. Gasps for air filled the darkness. Somewhere in the center of the room a girl jerked but was restrained. "Help me!" she wailed her voice echoing back to her off damp stone walls. A single swaying light over head flicked on but barely kept the darkness at bay. She took in a hungry gasp for breath, looking around she could see the floor, which was no comfort, just solid gray basement flooring, and make out the stony wall to the left but nothing beyond that. "Let me out!" she screeched panic starting to set in as she thrashed trying to tear herself from leather bonds. No luck. Soft laughter echoed through the room, she could not tell which direction in which it came. She froze panicking she inhaled sharply struggling against the restraints. "Let me out you sick bastard were ever you are!" she would night cry, she could not cry she would not give her captor that satisfaction. Silence fell again leaving her to look fearfully over the cold room. She wiggled her fingers trying to keep the chill away, most of her clothing had been removed except her undergarments leaving her bare and almost naked, and thoroughly exposed to the chill of the dark tomb-like room. Soft foot steps on the edges, she caught a flicker of a shadow, or maybe it was her imagination. I bet this was Dylan! she thought bitterly. "Dylan, this isn't funny, game's over let me out! DYLAN!" no answer.
"Please let me out" she whispered weakly, but she felt fingers press next to her head though just out of her vision. Mad man's laughter filled the room again only it was louder behind her head. The girl couldn't help but scream, and thrash in the restraints. No luck, she was stuck fast. At last, much to her despise. Looking up from her not-so-soft chair she met the face of a skeletal figure, his mouth was pulled up into a baleful smile. His jaw creaked when it opened more laughter burbling from his skeleton face. Terror struck her in the chest. "HELP!" she screamed. "No one's coming for you" the skeleton hissed tapping bone fingers against his suited leg making his way around the chair before dancing back into the dark insane laughter irrupting from his chest, if he had been alive- well she could only assume he wasn't- he would be on his knees struggling for breath. The strong laughter faded into uncontrollable giggles of pure amusement that struck terror to his chest. "No one is coming for dear, dear Violet. No not today" his voice was icy, bitter and toxic it was bone chilling and spine tingling it was fear, it was terror itself. Violet wiggled in the seat. At that instant she recognized the room, the old mental asylum, or more or less the shock therapy room. She and Dylan Coles had visited with their friends Alex and Raven only to leave in a hurry for a storm had rolled in, and the many sounds had spooked the group. Now she knew what had been stalking her, she had seen him.
She had no time to scream, the bone man in the suit had pounced on her his long boney fingers wrapping around her shoulders, one foot stretched out, between her legs, the knee on his other leg resting on his stomach. His mouth opened and for a second she thought he was going to bite her and eat her. In a way this was true he was going to eat her in a since. He took one hand from her shoulder and used his white fingers to pry her mouth open. Maybe she was wrong maybe he was going to kiss her, or rape her-made no since, why would a bone man rape her? Not like he had any of the right parts. She was wrong. His mouth opened, and she felt pain throughout her entire body bright blue, nearly white glowing light poured from her throat and disappeared into his gaping black jaws. In a matter of seconds Violet had fallen still, seeming nothing but bone herself, her skin had faded and already begun to decay. The bone man dropped from her corpse his smile twisted up ear to ear, patches of skin beginning to form on the right side of his face, creeping over his skull and around empty eye socket which had also begun to have the beginnings of an eyeball take shape.
