chapter 6 Savior

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They call it the witching hour when all the vampires, witches and demons come out of their caves. When the monsters underneath your bed come out to play. When the darkness is at its most powerful.

"Ugh." I lifted my head off the cold floor groaning as a sharp pain shot through my body. My hand coming up to rest on my stiff neck. "Where am I?" I certainly wasn't on the kitchen floor.

Glancing around nervously I take in my surroundings. I noticed I was in some type of cell, there was a large metal door at the end of the room and a small window sat in the far right. The room itself was dark, the little moonlight that streamed in was barely enough to illuminate anything. The moon light glistening along the wet stone floor revealed dark shadows made by the towering trees sending a great tremor throughout my body.

I breathed in my chest aching as I did so, that's when the smell hit me the strong pungent smell of decaying flesh mixed with blood. Lots of blood. It smelled horrible my nostrils burned as I breathed it in. The smell it was different, It wasn't like the sweet blood I was used to drinking the stench coming off it smelled acrid and inedible. Even with this huge hunger I had it didn't smell appetizing to me. It smelled like a dead animal had died in here.

I shifted my body upwards grimacing as I pressed my back against the cold wall. My whole body was in pain. Looking down I saw my dress was drenched in blood and there was a tear on my hip from where I had been stabbed. My wound hadn't entirely healed but at least the bleeding had stopped. I needed to see the extent of the damage the dagger had done but the pain that came with the slightest of movement stopped me.

I had hoped it was all a dream and that when I woke up I'd be at home in the comfort of my warm sheets. Instead I woke up here. I was so tired all I wanted to do was close my eyes and sleep forever but the fear of not waking up and the nightmares kept me awake.The previous events replayed in my head. My grandma, getting stabbed, almost dying. I was so certain I had died but waking up here was a big eye opener, it finally made me realize that I couldn't trust anyone not even my family.

The last words my grandma had said before I had blacked out kept repeating in my head as I closed my eyes. "There's no escape your all alone Lucifer King..."

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My eyes moved rapidly back and forth behind my closed eyelids, feeling disgruntled as a feeling of dread creeped through my body. Images flashed in my brain, blood, the dagger, my mother, sister, and grandma towering over my bloody body as I lay on the floor at their feet pleading them for mercy, all they do is laugh at me and tell me how happy they are that their finally rid of me for good. I lay on the cold ground shaking violently my head turning back and forth as I started crying and whimpering loudly.

"No!" I scream as they stab me in the heart their laughter ringing in my ears as I fade away.

I shot up straight waking with a jolt, I was covered in a thin layer of sweat and breathing heavily. I looked all around me, trying to regain focus of my clouded mind. It was just a nightmare, It was just a nightmare, I repeat calming my self down my hand pressed against my chest over my ragging heart.

"Will I ever be able to have a peaceful sleep?" I thought as I leaned back against the wall again and stared at the ceiling. I hadn't planned on falling asleep all I wanted was to rest my eyes for a bit.

The temperature had dropped, it was so cold and it didn't help that I was wearing a dress. I felt the cold marble floor underneath my bare feet. It was completely dark the little light that had been peeking in was gone. The night was cold and lonely everything was extremely silent, not even the crickets were chirping. Something is off it isn't normal for it to be this quiet.

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