Danger. That's all I can smell. How do you smell danger idiot? I have no idea. Run. How? Use your legs! How? One foot in front of the other damn it!
I can't move. Well talking to yourself isn't helping. Go! Wow, I'm about to die and even the voice in my head is being a bitch.
I lift up my right foot. Place it ahead of me, legs spread out like a foal taking its first steps. Shift my weight. Repeat. Over and over across the rocky uneven ground.
Pick up speed! I'm trying! Not hard enough! So much shit shouting in my head. Me shouting. At myself. Not helping. Run then.
More screaming. Is it in my head? Is it me? Or am I drowning in it? I can't tell. Shouts ring out. I look around. Plain darkness. Those shouts aren't mine. Those loud feminine screams.
I have to help her. No. She needs me. You can't even help yourself. But- I'm cut off. Shhhh! They're coming. Who? Them now hide.
I look around. Empty darkness. The kind of Dark you feel like you need to capitalise. So poetic, now hide!
Leathery wing beats. Screeching above me. I drop to my knees hoping to be swallowed by the dark. There! Badger hole darker than the dark around me. Slide in.
Almost no room for my broad shoulders. Athletic, my mom says. Bulky, my dad says. Big, my little sister giggles. Smiley Liley. She hates when I call her Liley instead of Liza like she wants me to say.
I'm alright, the voice in my head tells me. How funny that he's telling me that. I'm sure hearing his voice means I'm definitely not okay. As it stands I just want to cry and sob in relief.
Suddenly a hand snakes around my ankle and drags me kicking and screaming out of my hiding place. I'm suspended upside down and raised impossibly high by a long three jointed arm.
Continually higher until I am face to gruesome face with my assailant. Black eyes peer out at me from underneath a jutting brow. NO SOUL HE HAS NO SOUL! I don't realise I've been screaming at the top of my lungs until a sob chokes through. Every scatter brained thought I have is shouted right out of my mind.
His horrendous face is made even more terrifying as it splits into a shark like grin. At least four rows of jagged ivory points gleam maliciously from his impossibly large mouth. Nice description but if I were you, and I indeed am, I would worry about him eating you.
The voice causes me to resume my litany of screams and random thoughts. The beast chuckles while clamping his free hand over my mouth.
You have a lot to learn boy.
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Dark Shadows
ParanormalKairou is just an average, ordinary, prep school boy. Sure he's a bit simple minded, sure he's constantly hearing some random voice in his head saying more than douchey things, and sure he's never had a night of peaceful dreaming but... Actually tha...
