Lurking in the Dark

The eyes

Chapter 2

The handle clanked as he opened the worn screen door, it screeching drowned by a distant bellow. He slightly lent to his left and let the bottom of of his royal blue esky scrape the brown rigid carpet just inside the door.  The bathroom beside him waited patiently, maybe a shower will make him feel better.

His right arm stretched out for the hot water knob on the left. Like a reflex, he quickly pulled back the fluroesent sleeve that daintily hung from his tanned wrist. In the pine framed mirror, he ogled at the gaping gash on his forhead, while his hands undone the buttons on his faded shirt. They travelled down the centre of his front and slightly revealed a little more white skin with each button his hands undone. His shoulders relaxed and the shirt slid off his shoulders, like the streaming rain sliding off the iron roof above his head.

The buckle of his belt clanked as he thred the faded brown leather back the other way, and similiarly clanked as his pants piled on the floor.

He stood in the shower, with his head slightly tilted back and let the steamy water fall on his face, drooling down his limbs,  the blood to flowed down his body and swirled on the floor like spilt wine.

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A meager splash of silver scintillance, shaddowed in the dark room as he peeled back the warm sheets of his bed. Climbing in, a mound beneath the blankets beside him heavily exahaled and nuzzeled into the pillow. Lying there in the darkness, he admired the emerging moon and the ring of enchanting light that glowed around it, as hid heavy eyes fluttered and closed.

He could not sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, two wild yellow iris' stared back at him in rage. So he continued to gaze at the moon and its soothing metalic glow, which calmed him untill sleep stole his attention back to those two blazing yellow eyes.