The rusted hinges of the door slowly squeaked open, an ice cold breeze rushed through the gap of the door as it slowly edges open. Clouds of dust brushed into the room dragging along the solid wooden floor, a boot followed from behind, it was a small platform boot, the buckles glinted in the light of the moon, the owner of the boot wore striped socks, slightly tattered and dirty. Above the socks was a pleated, black and red tartan skirt and belts that clinked with every tired step they took, the floor creaked under their weight as they fully stepped into the room. A figure sat slumped on the ground, the dust and air swept around it, lifting its heavy head the moon caught its grin illuminating the white sharp teeth of it's twisted smile. Their eyes staring emptily at the visitor as it twists its head slightly.
" Did you know that there are two hundred and six bones in the human body?" the raspy male voice laughed as he stood to his feet, holding in his hand a large object, red liquid dripped to the ground, sticky and thick. " Well two hundred and ummm .... two bones now" His smile dropped as his visitor stood there, the colour running from her soft face, her eyes streaming as they dart over the body, she shook her head in disbelief.
"You... You killed her..." She blurted threw her tears, she tried to hold down the urge to throw up, "YOU KILLED HER YOU BASTERED!" She screamed charging towards the male, swinging a bat towards his head, a loud shattering sound filled the room, as he slide down the wall, leaving a trail of skull fragments and blood along the wall, his body laid slumped along the wooden floor, his face rested in the oozing red liquid that escaped from the side of his head, his eyes watched her blankly as she walked over to the body, falling to her knee's she drops her weapon sobbing next to the corpse, "I'm sorry, I know you didn't want to get involved, I dragged you into this and now your... your gone," She cried, "I'm so sorry sis' I really am," She sobbed as she laid her head against the cold body of her sister.
Closing her eyes the room grew colder, her breath had become visible as she breathed softly, her tears glittered in the light of the fading moon, her body became numb from the cold, looking up at the dusty window she noticed ice forming round the frame, it travelled across the pane of glass, she heard a sharp thud behind her, turning her head she screamed, the taste of metal and blood filled her mouth, she gagged on the immense thick fluid as her eyes rolled back into her head, she scrambled slightly trying to pull the metal pole from her head but the more she pulled the deeper it was pushed until there was darkness, her body sat in silence, her lower jaw hanging from her skull, held on by the stretched skin, the back of her head dripping down the other half of the pole leaving a puddle that travelled to her sisters blue fingers staining the nails and finger tips a soft red. Stood in front of her corpse Grim laughed, his head slowly regrowing, his empty eyes staring straight into her dead ones, the body twitched slightly as his mouth stretched into a menacing grin, twisting his head slightly he scratched the hole in his head before kneeling on the balls of his feet, he grabbed her jaw and yanked it off.
"Thank you," He whispered as the room filled with darkness, cackles echoed throughout the house as he stood, black, thick tentacles stretched and flailed from the dark wall surrounding him, grabbing at the bodies that rest at his feet, pulling them apart, the thick settled blood from the first body spattered across the walls like a water balloon that had burst, parts of the meat fell from the limbs back to the ground as the tentacles pulled the body parts into the darkness they had came from. Grim threw the lower half of her jaw down before he disappeared into the darkness as it consumed the room.
Chapter/ Scene 1.
It was a cold frosted morning, the birds sang as the grass glittered in the rays of the warm light of the suns rays warming the ground frost from the chilled night before, the browning leaves of the trees danced in the autumn winds it gently brushed threw the branches, there was a sound of leaves crunching as a tall dark haired teen walked along the path, his hands in his faded black skinny jeans, his belt was brightly coloured squares in a randomised pattern, it laid lazily on his hips as he walked, his hood was placed halfway over his head, his bright green head phones peeked out from under it, he walked slowly still tired from lack of sleep, sipping on his takeaway cup of tea he had bought on his way to college he hoped it would wake him up, he'd been having strange dreams that would wake him up in the middle of the night, that is if he could get to sleep in the first place, they would make his head feel like it was splitting, he would wake with his nose bleeding and bruises along his arms, he put it down to moving to much in his sleep, he must have accidentally hit himself or something.
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The Grim Adventure of Aiden.
Teen FictionThis is just the begining Chapters, Its based on the warped reality of a Teenage - Young Adult boy called Aiden, and how his dark imagination has taken hold of him and has begun to take life of its own, He and his friends visit an abandoned Asylum...