Ivory keys touch the tips of my fingers, as I play Moonlight Sonata I can faintly hear a whisper in my ear, but I can't make out what it's saying. I keep on playing until the song is over then I stop. I look at my surroundings, I'm somewhere else instead of a living room......I'm in a basement. The basement is dark and damp. There's a flickering light hanging from a thin cord just above me. Just at that moment the light flickered off for a split second and turned back on. I quickly looked in front of me, the piano disappeared.....
There's someone else in here with me....
I look over to the darkest corner of the room.... it's their.. facing me...
This silhouette has no face nor feet. It's just a dark, charcoal, black mass of something that's translucent, but takes the shape of a body.
The dark mass reeks of rotting carcasses. I can hardly bear the smell of it.
It's whispering to me as if it were right beside me, but it was still in the corner. The whispers must be coming from inside my head.
" In the walls." it whispered.
Suddenly I emerge from my bed!..... It was just a dream.....
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The Silhouette
ParanormalEmma recently moved into a new house. She keeps having these strange visions she doesn't understand. Emma contacts help to figure out what's going on, but only to be met by something dark and sinister
