The Life of Me pt.1

June 3rd 2017 10:57 am

Do you want something scary? Something truly terrifying?
Well I have to that question. A twelve hour nightmare. And the worse part, I remember every second. Each second filled with blood, every second with me not doing anything. I could feel pain, I couldn't make myself wake up. I was stuck in that world for half a day. I don't want to remember it, and just going back makes me want to never sleep. It was like someone was in control of it. I tell what it is anyway.
So it started with me opening my eyes, while being dragged across a floor covered in blood. The walls had bags filled with mutilated body parts. Bodies hung from the ceiling, each one didn't have a head. I looked at who was dragging me, they were huge and muscular. But it mostly looked like fat to be honest. Their body was covered in barbed wire. I wanted to throw up, but I couldn't. I was covered in some wrappings so I couldn't move.
The man stopped. I looked at him and his head turned to where a body still had a head. I couldn't see if I knew them, for they were not looking in my direction. The man moved his right hand, which had a rusty machete. He started chopping away at the person's waist. Blood spewed everywhere as he machete cut into their body. I couldn't look away. I was stuck looking at this person getting cut in half. Finally the top half of the person's body fell to the floor. Their organs toppled out of the waist. And I was being pulled forward again. As I was passing the top half of someone's body I was able to see their face. I didn't know them.
I was dragged down the hallway for another ten minutes till he started chopping at another body. This person I knew. It was Gavin. One of the few people who talked to me like I was another human, getting cut in half in this place of the dead. The nightmare felt like it was real, there was no way I could tell it wasn't. My arms were in pain due to the wrapping being tight, and my head was dragged along on the bloody floor. I closed my eyes hoping I would wake up in bed with StarSet in my ears, but that didn't happen.
I opened my eyes as I was pulled into a room. They man picked me up and set me on a table. He left afterwards. I looked to my left, table after table had a top on it, with large spikes coming out of the tops. I remembered I'd seen this in a game. The Evil Within. I knew what would come next. The man would put a top over me, and spikes would shoot up from the table, killing me instantly.
I had to break out of the wrappings. I rolled over to my left and right, trying to project my arms out of the cloth. I rolled to my left again and I fell off the table. My right arm got put of the wrapping. So I proceeded to take it all off. It took me a few minutes to get my legs free, but eventually I was free. Just as I stood up the man came into the room. Chainsaw blaring. He was the sadist in the game that I eventually killed. I knew what would happen now. He would kill me with the chainsaw, unless if I ran. My legs wouldn't move. The sadist started to walk towards me. The only thing I could do was look at him. Eventually he closed the short distance between us. He pulled the cord of the chainsaw and he push it into my gut, pulling up. I was cut in half. I was dead.
I opened my eyes to see me being dragged again. I was back at the start. The nightmare would replay itself over and over again. But each time it got longer. The sadist killed more people, cutting them in half. I couldn't look at them but something forced me to. The first body he cut in half was Gavin. The next was Kris, then Jannessa, then Makyzee, Brandon, Johnathan, Tim, Taylor, everyone that was nice to me. I went through the same over and over and over again. My eyes would not close. They were stuck open. After twelve hours of seeing those nice to me get cut in half something new happened. When the sadist left the room a deep yell filled the air. With a chainsaw cutting into it. I looked to where the sadist left. Blood was coming from it. But what happened next I was scared of.
I walked through the door, but I knew it wasn't me. This Kevin's ​eyes were all black, and my black hoodie he was wearing had holes in it, where something shot out of it. His arms had what looked like dark flames coming from the sleeves. His head had the same thing coming from the neck. He walked over to me. "Hello Kevin. How my world working out for you?" He asked. I couldn't answer. "You don't my looks do you? Well you call me Evil Kevin, even​though that will not last for long, better send you on your way. Wouldn't want to many people to miss you quickly. I still have much to do." He pressed a button and spikes shot out of the table.
Then I found myself in bed. Tears streaming down my face. I don't know what he meant by "To many people to miss me" and I don't want to know what he meant. All I know is that he made the nightmare somehow. And he modified it to be more horrifying to me. To see everyone that as nice die without having a chance to fight back. I don't know if he'll do it again. But I case he does that might be the only time I can hurt him. Maybe, just... maybe.