The Girl with a Demon

#11

' Every fairy tales needs a good, old - fashioned villain. '

-- J. Moriarty

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I just want to inform you guys that There will be a three month time jump here.

enjoy this chapter KQs xoxo

~S

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Eleventh Chap.

Blood...

Blood...

Blood everywhere.

Dripping blood everywhere. Blood on the wall. Blood on the chairs. Blood on the table. Blood on the bed. Blood on me...

I can tast the copper liquid on my mouth. The metallic odor stings in my eyes. I try to run but I keep on falling. My feet is keep on slipping. My once white dress is now stained in dark crimson paint. Even my hair is now frizzy and sticky. My knees are now bruised because of the fall I keep on doing.

DIE

The word I keep on seeing on the wall. The word that was being written in blood.

DIE

The word that I keep on seeing. Its on every corner of the wall.

DIE

The very word that describe what is going to happen to me right now. The last word that I might see before God erase me in this world.

The hallways are very long. I saw hands coming out of me. Grabbing me. Stopping me. Making me stay with them but I keep on running, no, I keep on walking. The rotten, gray, dead hands didn't stop me. I was dead tired. I couldn't feel my knees. I couldn't feel my hands and feet. Im completely numb and I will die this way.

Yes. Dying. One of the things that I never want to happen to me. One the things that I have on the last number in my bucket list. The one thing that will break my dreams. The only one thing that will stop me from walking down on this planet and It will happen today.

The flickering lights on the hallway plus the eerie sounds the windows and doors make adds more scary effect in situation.

DON'T BLINK

Big, two words written on the wall. A group of angel statues blocking my way.

DON'T BLINK

Are these words real? Is this a warning? An instruction maybe? Should I follow this if I want to live? I remove my eyes from the statues and when I look back, their positions changed. The lights are flickering and the position of the statues changes everytime the lights turn off but my problem is that they're getting nearer. The lights are shutting down more. Once they cornered me, I didn't blink because everytime I blink they move. Their hands are now inches away from me. I move very quick and roll down beneath them. One of them grab a fist of my hair but quickly let me go once the light turns back on.

I keepn on running. Not daring to look back. The halls are narrowing. The air is suffocating me and everything is shaking. I stop at the end of the hall and stare at the last word written on it.

RUN

Im not gonna die. Whoever trapped me in here wants me to suffer. It wants to torture me. It wants to see me in pain. It wants me run. So I did. I run and run and run till I fall down on a staircase. The blood keeps on dripping. My head is throbbing in pain and Im dizzy.