Creepers

Chapter 3

Exploring the circus, he had uncovered more gruesome things by the second. The more Will explored, the more he found blood stained items, organs, and dead bodies of mostly small children. Will grown to handle gore, but the idea of someone actually do something like this, sicken Will to the core. He made is way in a tired daze, to the big top. He slowly moved the curtain door of the big top to reveal in the middle of this empty tent, sat the only two items, besides the rows of seats, a chair that looks like it was made out of human remains, and a mask lying in the fleshy chair. A mask like a masquerade mask you'd find at a Martinique party, or a Victorian style masquerade ball. Will had the feeling to go to that mask and wear it, so he half-way acted on that feeling. he walked to the chair and the mask.

Will picked up the mask, feeling that it wasn't just some mask picked up from a party store, but it was carved out of real wood, and hand painted. Will sat down on the chair, feeling the craftsmanship of the mask, when in an instant, black like tentacles wrapped around Will's soft, squishy, chubby body, whilst two children crawled on the ground towards him. The children were clearly to be some kind of zombie. the eyes were a ghastly crystallised blue, the noses, ears, and other body parts had been rotten away, while trailed on of the children's stomach gashes was their internal intestines and other internal organs falling out of the gashes. The children grabbed the mask out of Will's hands and began to inch closer to his face with the mask, ready to put on him. Will screamed under the tentacles and squirmed as the children moved ever so closely to Will's face. With the children about a couple inches away from Will's face, Will woke up from the dream. With shaky hands, cold sweat pouring down his face and tears in the corners of his eyes. Will near jumped out of his seat, making the TV dinner that was on his stomach fell on to the floor.

Will had gotten up from his computer chair, and made his way in the bathroom. He had begun to strip off his clothes. Will was hoping to get a nice, relaxing, calming shower, which he rarely gets, due to being so lazy. Will was now completely naked, and started up the shower. Will stood in the bathroom, waiting for his water to heat up, started to hear the faint sounds of talking. All Will could hear was faint male voices. Will, opening his bathroom door, peeked into the main room, only to see that no one was there. Will convinced himself that he was imagining things, closed the bathroom door, and gets into the shower to mostly rinse the sweat off of him.