My eyes shot open and gasped, but I couldn't move. I looked down and saw I was strapped to a wooden chair. I struggled but the metal restraints held me in place. I shook the chair violently but to no avail. I heard the giggle again. That cursed giggle. It circled me. Like a girl was prancing around me, laughing. A single over head light lit the room. I couldn't cover my ears. I was forced to listen to her giggle "one... two... three" the girl counted slowly, giggling between each word. "Four... five..." she paused a moment "you have till ten... Jason". "What!? Have ten till what!?" I thought. I struggled to get out of the restraints. "Six... seven... struggling doesn't help Jason" I stopped struggling "good boy" she giggled "eight... nine..." I braced for the worst. I quickly looked around the room. The walls weren't lit by the lamp. The room seemed endless. "Ten!"
I closed my eyes, expecting to be killed. But... Nothing happened. I opened one eye to check my surroundings. The whole room was bright. The walls covered with cracks blood. I felt my heart rate pick up. A single drop of sweat rolling down my cheek. I heard light footsteps behind me. My heart dropped and my skin went pale. I could feel someone breathing on my neck and fingers that crept up my back to my neck like spiders. I heard one last giggle. "Are you having fun yet?" The girl asks. White hands cover my eyes and pull me down to the ground. I fell through the floor, in the void again. The chair was gone. I saw the room I was in fading away, with the faceless girl wearing a white night gown. "I'll be seeing you soon Jason..."
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Restless
TerrorRestless is a story that was based off of a short text story sent to a friend. The first chapter is the original story sent in text, only slightly edited. The story is still a WIP, editing is still on going. Restless is also the very first story I h...
