The Voice Of The Victim

chapter 3

It was half 1 in the morning when I drove my way out of the depth of the room that was now a prison, or so I thought. Little did I know of the power it beheld against me.
I trekked down the stairs only to see the girl standing in the hallway, abyss black vines seeping behind her and darkness slowly filled the room. Just by staring at the girl, a shiver ran up and down my spine at least 5 times when she spoke, "suffer..." frantically, I scrambled to my feet and sauntered as far as I could get out of the room... But it was too late, she had already grasped me into the vat of darkness and hauled me into the corner of the room. As I lay there powerless and paralyzed of what the child would do to me next, I steadily raised my head up only to see a pair of eyes staring and possibly taking my soul... Suddenly, in the moment of terror, we came eye to eye, and there i saw...human, it was almost as if, she was really a human and she was just trying to get my attention. But if she really was what I thought, then how did she do all of this, the vines everything, so many thoughts flooded into my mind like a tsunami. As I struggled to my feet, the being stared me down like a security camera. When I finally got up, I heard a faint murmur, "why..." It was when she stopped that I realised that something was wrong, something was out of place... I crept around her, yet she somehow didn't break her gawk, when I finally reached the doorway to the room, I looked back, only to see the sun rise. Had she gone? Had she just left me here clueless? It all remained unsolved until midday, when the girl came back, but this time, she wasn't trying to kill me, she wasn't, doing anything, at all. I had gone back up to my room to get a start on my mountain of homework and I just saw her, sitting on my bed, staring at the wall, with what looked to be a tear slowly trickling down her ash grey cheek. So she was human after all...