It was Stygian,cold and extremely quiet,quite normal for a Jungle. The moon is dull,at its apogee and is surrounded by thick dark clouds..."That definitely doesn't seem normal",I muttered to myself.I could hardly see,am all alone,frightened and in total disarray.
How I got here remains a mystery to me.I have this strange feeling that am in a kind of mysterious jungle and thinking of the mysteries the jungle holds for me sends a ball of liquid trickling down my forehead.
Now that adds up to the weirdness of this place,how can I possibly be sweating in such a cool weather,I thought.
I felt the liquid with the tip of my hand,it was thick,slimy and it had this putrid smell.This couldn't b my sweat,I thought,my body can't produce such an Alien-like liquid. Then it strucked my mind,"ALIEN"! Quickly,I looked up but there was nothing there aside from the branch of a tree beside me.
Now am dead scared! I started shivering,my legs were wobbling seriously as loads of scary thoughts cloud my mind.Could it be a Werewolf,a vampire,an Alien or just a bird's poo? The answer wasn't forthcoming.
It was obvious,I wasn't in the jungle alone,something or someone was lurking in d dark.
I started walking slowly as my sense organs went into active mode.My eyes were as sharp as that of an owl,picking up the slightest movement,so were my ears and nose but I relied more on my ears.
I started hearing strange voices but I couldn't see what made them.This place was beginning to creep the hell out of me.Suddenly,I heard a branch tweak and just before I could grasp what was happening something grabbed me.
I couldn't make out it face but it was a man,I could tell from his metalled skin.I tried screaming but couldn't,the words weren't coming out.
I was lifted high up in the air as i struggled to free myself from his grip but his grip on my waist was firm,like I was glued to him.I couldn't breathe,the pressure of his chunky hands on my waste was immense.He was suffocating me.
I viciously kicked against a tree at my front and it propelled him backward,he stepped on something and there was this clutching sound which was followed by an heavy groan.He had stepped on a Trap.He dropped me down as I quickly took to my feet running like a shire horse.
Just then did I realise the unimaginable,I wasn't running alone. Beside me was someone,a dark and scary figure,its eyes were bloodshot.It was running too but faster,with much intent and vigour.
It was the man who I thought was caught in a deadly trap.My heart stopped beating,I stumbled and was tossed high up in the air...just then,everything went blank.
I started hearing footsteps,screams and strange voices,one of them was familiar.I couldn't open my eyes,I was scared at what I'll see.
For about a minute my eyes were shut tight.Then it happened,I felt someone drag my shirt,I was being dragged on the floor.I had no idea where I was being dragged to as I kept calm.I was playing dead and it seems like whatever was dragging me wasn't buying it.
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The Hunted
TerrorMaison Is imprisoned in his WORST nightmare and just can't wake up.It seems his nightmare has become.........a REALITY.