The Demons of Tokyo

Chapter 2

AN- Hey guys :) I decided to split this chapter into two because it seemed quite long so... I hope you like it!

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The man glared at me with his blood red eyes, his mouth curling into a yellow toothed smile. He reached out towards me with a wrinkled hand and I took a step backwards, falling from the platform.

I felt a sharp pain in my head as I hit the metal bars of the train tracks. Sitting up, I looked towards the man, who was smiling down at me and laughing,though no sound escaped his lips.

That's when I heard the loud sound of the train clattering down the tracks as the wheels turned.

Hurriedly, I tried to get up and climb back onto the platform, my heart racing. The train was getting too close for comfort and I was nearly able to pull myself up onto the platform.

But then I felt a crunching sensation in my hand as the red eyed man slammed his foot down on me.

A cry of pain shot out of my throat and I fell back down onto the tracks, closing my eyes as the train continued to move at full speed.

Then everything was dark.

I woke up to the dim light of an almost empty room. There was nothing but a single, dusty light bulb above my head and I gazed up at it, my head starting to throb as though I were repeatedly being stabbed.

Continuing to look around, I realised that I was bound to a small wooden chair with thick ropes around my wrists and ankles. There was a tray of tools next to me and I realised that my arms were covered in blood escaping from several deep cuts.

Suddenly the wooden door opened and I looked up to see the red eyed man walk back in. My eyes widened in terror and I tried to scream out for help, but it was no use; there was a cloth stuffed in my mouth and I couldn't spit it out.

The man walked towards me, grinning and I shuddered as tears streamed down my face,listening to my own muffled shrieks of terror.

I watched as he slowly reached out for a hammer on his tool tray and it dawned on me that I really was about to die this time.

He lifted the hammer above his head and I closed my eyes, waiting for the pain and darkness to consume me so I didn't have to suffer anymore.

But no pain came and when I opened my eyes, I was floating under water, hair spreading out and drifting around my pale face.

I tried to sit up,attempting to move my arms and legs but then I realised that I couldn't; my arms and legs were still bound together, but not with rope this time. They were bound with iron chains that were hot, burning into my skin and causing the skin to look as though it was going to peel off.

A scream built up in my throat, fighting it's way out of my mouth and I felt my nose and mouth fill with water.

I tried to swim towards the surface as fast as I could but it only made me more tired and I couldn't gasp for air. My lungs felt heavy and my vision was beginning to blur over. It felt as though my lungs would explode at any moment, like a balloon with too much air.

Gasping, I reached both my arms out, since I couldn't lift one of them, hoping to touch the air above the surface but just as I did, my lungs gave way and I felt my limp body sinking to the bottom of the water.

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"Shizuko?"