night
I see shadows. Dark shadows. On the ceiling. On the walls. Among the people. They are staring at me with little creepy red eyes.
I hear their voices. The hummings and the grunts coming from the depths of the walls...
In here, everyday they shoot a needle at me which they call 'Concrete'. It makes you numb and unconscious. They say, a person, who's been shot 'Concrete', can't see or hear anything. But I see... and hear things which I am not supposed to. The things have put me in this terrible place...
The 'Concrete' takes me away from here to another realm. Not to an imaginary realm but to a realm that has separate reality. What I'm writing is weird and unbelievable. But that's true. A tiring truth...
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Ifrit Diaries - 2 - Asylum
HorrorThose little things came in one by one. Then the 'Shadow' came. Its grunts made me shaking inside. It was so different from the others. I can't describe it more, since my eyes locked on its scary red eyes. At last that horrible girl came in. Oh my G...
