Run from the Hunters. Gamorah dear, doesn't that sound familiar?
"Can you kindly shut up and let me set this trap?" She asked out loud, trying to focus on the contraption before her. The area around her wasdensly wooded, filled with foliage.
Nothing could sneak here without makeing a noise.
She quickly tied the remaining parts together and waited.
She then heard something behind her.
Swish.
Gamorah smiled, knowing what would happen next. She turned around and faced whatever it was that was hunting her, only to be met with fear.
Its fur was as pale as the mist,and eyes that seemed to glow with malice and bloodlust. The creature was skeletal, seeming to be more of a ghost than a creature. A shadow of it's former self. It made a gutteral sound, seeminly glad to have found its prey. It jumped, running to Gamorah at full speed.
Suddenly, a sickening snap resounded through the air, and a bone chilling howl sang through the trees. The creature was down. It hung up in the air, snarling and growling, trying desprately to get free of the contraption. One of its legs broke, and it was now unable to move. It was slowly going to die of starvation, because of this one fact.
No one expects the hunted to hunt.
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The child screamed, angry that his toy broke. He still wanted to play with this one, but it had the audacity to lose one of its legs. He yelled, throwing it across the room. It wasn't allowed to break. He then saw a flash of red. His doll. He stopped screaming and went up to the small doll, smiling ever so happily. He finished his first game with her. Now it's time for the next.
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"Gamorah! I must say, good job on defeating the hunter."
Gamorah stopped, trying to pinpoint where the voice came from. It seemingly was everywhere, yet nowhere at the same time.
"However, that game's over now, and a new one is just about to begin" He cackled,sending chills down her spine. Suddenly, she felt a slight pain in her neck. She began to feel a bit woozy.
He put anesthesia in my collar... Was the last thing she thought, right before the world went black.
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Hi please don't kill me I'm back and more trashy than ever. I didn't like how I did this last time so I changed it. Sorry!
YOU ARE READING
Willows of Wysteria
Mystery / ThrillerDo you see the shadow, lurking in the night? Do you see the cobra, striking in the light? Do you see the child, screaming out in fright? And do you see the blood, glistening in the light?
